Tuesday, February 26, 2013

Claire De Lune

i never actually saw her before today. she had always been the one in the corner of my eye that i had chosen to ignore. in the crowded sea of faces, she was a shadow on the wall. as a shadow she was stepped over and completely disregarded. it was her who seemed pretty destined to be invisible. but then one day she spoke. in that tiny second her voice had broken so many boundaries that my mind had secretly laid out for her. no longer was she the haggard girl that i saw her as. with every note that slipped past her pink lips and into my ears i fell more and more for her. it was not fair, how can a girl such as this put me in this bad of trance. her voice, slow licks of lyrics with a slight rasp for a bite at the end of the sentence. it called me back for more. she ebbed and flowed with the melody as if she was hand-in-hand dancing with it. she was unreal, how could this be the same person as before? but, it didnt matter anymore who she was. i looked upon her with realization for the very first time. her frazzled hair was pulled back to show off her dough like complexion. she was glowing. i wanted her.


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