Newest Deviations

Love and Adam.This hour, a regular victim of far-fetched dreams, never before existed in my waking world. Tonight, although the flame of my imagination continues to flicker in dance, I am looking upon a familiar reality. Silently I examine Adam's body, and allow myself to be stirred by the spices of ecstasy that his presence evokes. As he walks towards the bathroom, he unconsciously tugs a part of my essence along with him, casting around the room shadows of a simple longing, which swirl, like smoke from scented incense that we both savour as we slowly inhale. Unaware that I am awake, he glances back at me, and I squint my eyes to give the impression that Love and Adam.
by ~Abladeofgrass

MissionarySome of us are visiting for the first time. Over here, a million miles away from home, where mountains protrude out of red earth and trees beam vibrant green with vitality, swelling with the many species that inhabit them; the sun covers the natural world from the tops of the mountains, creating a resplendently refining halo, to the glistening ocean, with the constant shimmer of a heightened reality.
Vision is broadened from flashes of electricity back home – that predictable place to escape from the hard stare of reality – to a primitive place so real and so unpredictable that we are shaken, stirred inside, yet Missionary
by ~Abladeofgrass

Hidden.We were painted across the room in the colours of emotion. It was only for a brief second that bristles slightly splashed the stagnant waters of thought, releasing a reaction of ripples that refined fleeing flavours of interest. One conversation ended and another began. Disconnected words plugged into new sentences; ideas spread out towards distant eyes, and tied the fray of their focus. They flamed, and then she blinked, to dissolve diluted desire into a fade of autumn embers, that attacked fallen leaves and left them burning with bruises. His delicate skin sizzled with the scorching reality of desire.
She did not love him Hidden.
by ~Abladeofgrass

Impressions of an EccentricWith ears closed tightly to prevent the haunting howl of the halting bus echoing through my being and rudely dominating my thoughts, I realise there is no way to prevent my submission to the savage sound which lingers like the screeching of a wild cat. I wish the buses ran on time and were not so old that they continuously creak as they pulsate through each day of the week.
. The stale odour of cigarettes swirls around the room and clogs the atmosphere with a shroud of sickly degradation, which reminds me I am wrapped around the weight of my responsibilities and stress-relief is a safe island from it all for a while. Work i Impressions of an Eccentric
by ~Abladeofgrass

Browse Gallery

Favourites

forest
by ~tahra

Bloom
by *qianyu

JAPAN XIV
by =WindyLife

Umalala
by ~SaintDraculina

Browse Favourites

Watchers

*nothingbuteverything	~rkrantz
~xSushihix	=insanewalk
~SaintDraculina	~RawrAhlecks

Painted faces fill the spaces I can't reach.

Mon Dec 14, 2009, 10:58 AM

No Comments | Previous Journal Entries

Listening to: Kings of Leon.

deviantID

No deviantID yet.

Devious Info

Interests: Faith as a way of life and not as a system of belief.
Favourite movie: The Passion of The Christ, Devdas, We Are Together, 3 Idiots, Pocahontas, Etc.
Favourite band or musician: Katie Melua, Boyce Avenue, Bob Dylan, Jack Johnson, Joe Purdy, Damien Rice, Donovan, Etc.
Favourite genre of music: Anything acoustic and beautiful.
Favourite artist: God :)
Personal Quote: "Do not be overcome by evil, but overcome evil with good"- Romans 12 v 21.

AdCast - Ads from the Community

[x]

Comments

=WindyLife 8 hours 32 minutes ago

Thank you so much for adding my pic to your

, I really appreciate your support

--
_{I have no regrets
::............Tomo...........::}

~Ellegol 2 days 14 hours ago

Thanks so much for the fave

--
_{Just like a shark I will tear you apart.
You won't even know what you did.
And I'll try to spare you the pain of my jaws,
But it's just in my nature to rip to and shred.}