Sanity within melody

DON JUAN (PHANTOM)
You have come herein pursuit of
your deepest urge,
in pursuit ofthat wish,
which till now
has been silent,
silent . . .

I have brought you,
that our passions
may fuse and merge -
in your mind
you've already
succumbed to me
dropped all defences
completely succumbed to me -
now you are here with me:
no second thoughts,
you've decided,
decided . . .

Past the pointof no return -
no backward glances:
the games we've played
till now are atan end . . .
Past all thought
of "if" or "when" -
no use resisting:
abandon thought,
and let the dream
descend . . .

What raging fire
shall flood the soul?
What rich desire
unlocks its door?
What sweet seduction
lies before
us . . .?

Past the point
of no return,
the final threshold -
what warm,
unspoken secrets
will we learn?
Beyond the point
of no return . . .

AMINTA (CHRISTINE)
You have brought me
to that moment
where words run dry,
to that moment
where speech
disappears
into silence,
silence . . .

I have come here,
hardly knowing
the reason why . . .
In my mind,
I've already
imagined our
bodies entwining
defenceless and silent -
and now I am
here with you:
no second thoughts,

I've decided,
decided . . .

Past the point
of no return -
no going back now:
our passion-play
has now, at last,
begun . . .
Past all thought
of right or wrong -
one final question:
how long should we
two wait, before
we're one . . .?

When will the blood
begin to race
the sleeping bud
burst into bloom?
When will the flames,
at last, consume
us . . .?

BOTH
Past the point
of no returnt
he final threshold -
the bridge
is crossed, so stand
and watch it burn . . .
We've passed the point
of no return . . .

Poison blade of pain

Never will I understand the ever changing tides in my story... the ripples to the currents, to the surf to the light spring rain to the raging heart wrenching storms that leave nothing but devastation in its wake... the sword of misery has run its course... true to its mark it has landed deep in to the fiery bosom of a mother's love turning it to a mother's anguish in but a blink of an eye. No mercy, not qualms with seeing the strong woman crumble inwardly and fall into that darken obulet to be lost to the pains that swirl around like shadowy talons ready to lash out and make a new cut into the fabric.

The night was young, the day had been well, one that seemed to show no signs... no reason to present what it is that was handed to me this evening... the letter that sent my heart dropping. It cut deep and there is gutted me like a simple fish... again... a g a i n... he took my sons from me again. And did not leave a reason... men and their reasons... he cares not for who he hurts, how he destroys in his path to achieve what ever goal it is he seeks...

I find one small ray of happiness and its poisoned... its spoiled the moment the air touched upon it... my agony is now raw and real. I know not what I have done this time... I have him his closure... I have moved on and yet I am still punished... I am still thrown to the wolves left to be ripped to shreds again...

The tears feel like red hot cinders upon my face as I barely see the ink and page before me, my fingers tremble as they have never trembled before... I nearly gave my life for my sons... I risked all to return to my home... my home stone and to them. They are my true purest achievement in all of this world... they are me and I am them... we share the same blood, it runs in our veins... they cry and I hear it even if we are parted... I feel them always.

But, now... now they have been taken from me, and to see them is to give my self over to slavery... which is no where inside of me... I have been tortured near to death before and never did I surrender even to save my life... I am a free woman....

I opened my heart to another's love and it captured mine in return... and that's punishable...then when is his due coming... he wrote me off once... and then again... I am the fool here for believing that while our shared tempest raged always between us, there was ever a chance... if he truly loved me as he said he did... it would be me he was with... but he has found a love he said he did not know was possible... so is it wrong for me to have found the same...

Am I not allowed to love... am I not allowed to life and breathe freely... to drink of love and let it fill my every days... am I not allowed to be loved... am I suppose to live as a shrew forever casted way as a never will be again... to as has been... second rate....

NO....................................... I have laid down and hid far long enough... they take and take... bits and parts of my heart crumble and fall away, to never be seen again... down and down the well I fell, in the obulet of darkness and pain I resided and there was his hand... he saw the crack... he saw the real true flesh and blood woman...he saw me and he rescued me....

I was dealing... finding happiness in misery... learning to cope and just settling. Well this woman wont settle... she will not give up on something... I cannot sit back again and not live my life...

In the galley I have sat too long in this life... So I took a chance again... this time on love... and for that I am to lose my Sons... I am to just turn over and offer up my belly in surrender...

NEVER... I cannot not surrender... I am a Landau... and we do not back down, we do not take the easy roads... we cannot.

My tears of sorrow, of love lost are turning to tears of hate... hate grows now deep and true...a cold ice... I feel the crystals kiss upon my skin as the anger dwells.

Tonight... I sit alone in my son's empty room... tonight I hold them close to my heart. Knowing I have not seen them for the last time... pain is a life... pain is real... this will not pass over quickly...

This will not end well I fear... this will not be an easy road to take, but take it I will with the dignity and grace he believes he can so easily rob me of... he knows me little to think I have rolled to my back in surrender... no... he knows me naught.

Embraced within Rapture

The night did not still, it was a current that raced through me without mercy. Stealing my very breath, taking me to a journey that seems to have no logic, no boundaries in of its self. Pure erotic chaos that ripples, it surges with every pulse of my heart, every quickened breath I draw.

The night of pure rapture and abandonment, losing my self in the arms of the man that has laid his claim upon me... the one that enriches my life, challenging me to new heights and distances. His hands travel my body and it responds. His voice a velvet whisper against my ear and I quiver, his copper eyes rake over my body, I whimper.

Again he took me into his arms and showed me the stars. By passing all the moons, going far and beyond the planes of reality.

Dawn comes and its voice that wakes me from my slumber, the sweet kiss of the lar torvis rays touch upon our naked flesh and all feels right. Gone are the shadows of the night, and yet their sweet seduction still lingers in the air. The whispers shared between lovers mingle with the sweet fragrance that wafts into the room from the open winds.

The Thassan sweetened air drifts in, and while the sweat still lingers upon the lovers entwined with one another drifting to sleep again was easy.

The day was spent, in the furs with one another. Learning each delicate feature, exploring each new found place. Creating love, making love, giving into the heat sparked between them.

The night falls upon them again and still they cannot part from one another. Caught in the arms of rapture. Held tangled so sweetly in the webs that they have woven together.

Rages does the tempest and rarius with in the scared walls of the Siren's lair. There their passions are explored, their they are free to give into one another. Find one another, giving into the sinful, pure, raw, natural physical natures of their sexes...

Again, the gales drew them together. It was not by mistake they ran into one another. It was not by mistake their eyes met from across the room, like a familiar story from a long ago time, there was a connection. The hidden needs, the political dance in public.

But flaunt does the peacock male, in all his grandeur. His tail feathers are plumed and the female is drawn to him, captivated by the display of his colors... but its not the flash and glitz that has won her... no... no

For the tempest is not swayed so easily... it was the man that she found under it all. It is the man that has captured her heart and stole her breath. It is the man that is now the 'Keeper of her Heart.'

His woman, for as long as he shall have her.

Love is a deep and mysterious emotion that has many shades and many different levels, so mysterious is she that falls into love, drowning in the intoxicating thrill that it takes her through. Addicting it is... and then with the wonderful evil of Lust that adds to the burning fuel...

The lusting for one another, be it from the ultimate in displays of affections to the smallest and most simple of things too many take for granted... they lust for one another.

Complete is the tempest... but she does not calm... instead she rages more. Her gales are fierce, her prowless is relentless...

Keeper of Secrets...

"One Scar... One Story"

Intimacy comes in many different shades... many different types... the sharing of something so profound and in such a manner that it becomes seductive and alluring. When two people come together, their lives finding a path that twines like a grape vine.

Reaching out together and finding a common place.

The winds were so very light, the exotic sent of the Taharian oils that were burning clung to the soft chiffon fabric that conceals my veranda from prying eyes caressed along my cheek, catching it between my fingers I looked out into the distance and there was a new feeling deep inside of me.

A quicken that made my heart flip and flop, beat just a little faster which in turn caused me to catch my breath, there in the distance with his tarn behind him upon the beaches, the beautiful moon beams falling down around him, casting shadows upon his visage, and I knew in that single moment it was true.

I had asked my self time and again if it could be, was it, is this...

L O V E

Sweet blissful, painful, tempting, soothing, wonderful...

YES! My heart was reaching out for him even before his arms wrapped around my waist and pulled me against him. Our hearts met, they were in unison. Oh it was just a moment that had to stop time. Eyes met and our souls touched, when our lips met it was the sealing of a fate. A destiny that had laid in wait. The threads of the tapestry have been laid out and now the pieces were coming together.

Our lives have become connection, in some way, the strange irony of the skies have seen to it that we find one another. The raider tarnsman of Trevian blood and the Fiery Siren Tempest Physician of Torvian blood... Cosians... together now.

He is persistent... he will not let go what he has found, what he has ensnared. He has discovered my secret, he says, the kink in my armor, he says... and will guard it and protect it. That the shrew ice queen venomous ost was in fact a vibrant mature woman with a laughter that made the mountains sing and the stars weep. A smile that would steal the soul, and a love so deep the thassa has grown jealous, the deep mysterious woman has found her anchor. The one that best counters her.

And in a moment, a sheer act of intimacy she let him close to her, let him inside her walls, giving him her heart, and trusting him not to shatter it.

Again he asked me to share the wine of free companionship, and without a draw of a breath, with no hint of hesitation I accepted it. I have agreed to become his companion, to share this life with him. To take the chance on love again, take a chance on him.

He sparked a fire that I knew not possible, the white hot flames burn deep and true.

"I love you"

I am yours and you are mine.

One scar one story...

There before my fire at Sage Siren we sat on the furs, and for the first time I let someone other than Jonas listen to my heart. Listen to her unique beat, running his fingers down the scar along my breast bone, telling him the tale of my heart. Of my surgeries.

He in turned shared a secret with me, a shaping and molding story of his past, a scar a story. And in it all we shared a deep intimacy I did not know possible between free man and free woman. It was nothing I have experienced before. Unwrapping one another one tale at a time.

Dawn of Love

It came as a surprise, it came as a blessing. It, he, was the breathe to my soul, the beating of my heart. When his hand touched my chin and turned my face to his I was lost inside the eyes that looked down into my own.

So full of raw emotions that took them over. So lost was I in the moment that would set me on fire. And such a sweet slow burn it was. His words touched my ears and the tears only came more... "So she can shed tears.'

He saw the passions that keep so bottled and tightly sealed away. Some how, after it all he got under my skin and set my body to trembling. It had been so long since I was seen. Everyone looked, but no one truly saw me. Saw the pain, the passions, the love possible that burned inside of me...

His lips found mine and to his arms I fell into. His embrace was warm and strong, it was affectionate and passionate. The kiss burned my lips and I kissed him back as if he were the drink of life I had laid in wait for.

His love is so different from any other. It came as a surprise, I knew not how to accept it. My heart fought it... it did not wish to listen to his words. To the emotion that he offered me when there I lay in his arms, bared and exposed utterly to him.

But now as I sit... I know that it is him I waited for... it is him that my heart longs for. Its in his touch, its in his lips, its in his eyes, something honest...

He challenges me in ways I did not expect... I find my self seeking him out. Finding my thoughts drifting to him and there they hold, there they still, a calm comes washing over me, warmth claims me.

My heart is open now... open for a happiness that I believe now I deserve. I see his copper eyes every where I turn...

He asked me to be his companion... I am scared... but what am I more afraid of... I have to take the leap... I have to go to him... I need to be with him... I need to know what its like to feel like a woman... I need to know I am desired, I am loved, I am cherished... Please Odin... let him be the one I need.

We are so alike and so different... our minds follow the same wave patterns, we fall the same way... but his arms are the ones I want to fall into each night, and wake to each morning. Its his lips I want kissing me, his voice I hear when I am alone. My strength and my weakness. I need him... I want to be so ingrained... to lose my self into a love that will stop the world...

We hail from two different lands, but yet we both love Cos, and always will. Our passions run as deep as the thassa and as honest as the day is long. He has claimed the Siren's heart, he has charmed the Ost, he has invoked a tempest that knows no bounds.

Love I am open to you, hope has never left me... its time I accept the truth with in.