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Ex-Screaming ExpressionsDoorway departure - the children left asleep,
Sneaking out like teenagers.
In search of sand and wave,
Preserving each other's warmth,
We laughed under the lit sky,
The map of love,
Finger pointing our position.
This universe, an illustration of love.
Where our gaze absorbs the sky light
Like drain pipes - running through our heads,
Weightless - flooding our stare with beauty,
Finger pointing our location.
The sky is our night-time navigation,
Dark road reflects sparks from moonlight,
Finger pointing our destination.
She holds me by her heart,
I hold her by mine.
Tightened by a non-visible connection.
Waves roll over each other,
The wind casts a blanket of droplets over us,
Chilling but not freezing.
We hit the cloud,
Beats flutter through the cool breeze window,
It's a staring contest!
First to fall asleep.
I cannot ignore the stars in her eyes,
I blink once and she laughs,
Blinded by the map of love.
I promised the world I'd hold her tighter.
The wind pushes us closer,
Blue Eyes in FlamesWhen the prince sees the flower bloom from the palm of her hand, he orders her arrest.
She is only seven years old.
He takes the flower from her and keeps it, even though he knows he shouldn't. He puts it a vase, or, rather, his servant does that for him. The flower doesn't ever die, even years later.
It's dawn of a December morning, and he's cold. But still, he stands next to his father dutifully and looks at the little girl with blue eyes that are now black from seven nights sleeping on a cold, dungeon floor behind bars. They cut off her dark brown hair during that time. She's tied to the pyre, and there are seven guards around her, holding sharper swords than normal, not that she could get away. There's one man dressed in black holding an unlit torch, with a mask over his face to prevent his death. His father raises his arm, and the torch is lit.
She locks her gaze to his, and he blinks at her. It's like she expects him to prevent it. He couldn't, though, he can't. She scares him, w
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