Ficlet: Watching Over You
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seraiSometimes a pic just hits me and knocks words out...
Watching Over You
How can there still be beauty in the world, when the very air burns like rage in the throat? I turn from the distant, unconcerned glittering to look on your dear face. Oh master, you've not enough spark left even to see the stars, have you, let alone wonder at their light? How can they dance in the sky above us, instead of cloaking themselves in mourning and wailing as I wish I could? Everything you have you've given, and more besides, yet still they shine uncaring. There's no one but me to see you and know.
How can there still be beauty in the world, when the very air burns like rage in the throat? I turn from the distant, unconcerned glittering to look on your dear face. Oh master, you've not enough spark left even to see the stars, have you, let alone wonder at their light? How can they dance in the sky above us, instead of cloaking themselves in mourning and wailing as I wish I could? Everything you have you've given, and more besides, yet still they shine uncaring. There's no one but me to see you and know.
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Date: Tuesday, November 30th, 2004 05:59 am (UTC)*clutches at chest
for various reasons* What beautiful words. What a beautiful picture.no subject
Date: Tuesday, November 30th, 2004 07:23 pm (UTC)