Linnea

 
Katılım: 20.02.2019
Here to play, meet, talk, laugh and more.
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The cake, the other half, all ready and baked




(Second half of my story)

(Now as you remember, we enter space of fantasy.

The bear and the wolves, the cobra and the birds, my company.
The road is rainbow color, the door to the reality shut and close.)

I meet my similar, a copy of myself.
She wear just garment of seeing thru white silk, nothing under.
Totally nude, no way to hide
OMG me too.
We smile to each other we say hello.
Would you join me, she ask.
I nod approval.
I feel her fingers intertangle mine.
We step as couple fairies
Into the chamber of musical quart.

To left are violins
Then is viola
And cello close the ranks.

The violins sing like female, slitley vibrat.
Viola is more earthly, darker and mellow.
The cello is weighty, dark and powerful.
They all in tune of the 14th of my idol (Most known for his #9).

I look at her, our eyes meet.
I see the tears in hers, flow down her cheeks.
Why do you cry my pretty, I ask.
I am in darkness she whisper I need a guide.

I turn to her and hug her tight.
We are not copy we are the opposite.
I embrace her with love and confession
You be my sounds, I will be your sight.

She smiles so beautiful
Her skin glow sparkling stars
I return that gesture
And spread kisses on her teary beautiful eyes.

We walk now together
Where ever we go
On rainbow pavement
Fully strong and confident
Towards the truth.