My own little confuzing,dreamy,sweet and bitter,obnoxious,savage,dark,
twisted world in which I reside.
If you have something against crazy teenage girls waving their arms about,then DON'T read it!!!
-About me-
Music
Japan
Manga
Chocolate
Laughter
Fun
Adventure
Hugging
History
Mythology
English
Blue
Ice cream
E.A.Poe
Green
Night
Mountains
Moon
Etnology
Anime
Stars
Forest
Animals
Jiu Jutsu
Roses
Wind
Freedom
J.R.R.Tolkien
Cussing
Friends
Converse shoes
Sunny days
Stormy afternoons
Cheek nuzzling
Random glomping
Telephone calls
Bike riding
Flower picking
Midnight strolling
Snowy landscape
Summer holidays
Sea waves
Bird singing
Dog purring
Stephenie Meyer
Fiction reading
Books
Horror movies
Zen massage
Chipped nailpaint
Sun freckles
Cooking
Christmas time
Tea drinking
Vodka loving
Belly dancing
I can see you,
Waiting in your rooms at night,
All the lights down low,
Leaving the windows open,
Sheets pulled back,
Flesh exposed.
I can smell your desire,
Your fear.
You want me,
You want me to touch you,
Share all of the secrets I have learned.
I am with you now,
No, don't look,
You won't see me.
I could have you anytime I want to.
Be patient,
Be loyal,
Love me,
For I shall come for you.
-Contact me- MSN:ivona.urufu@hotmail.com
Hidden in the temple,miles away
Embraced by the hands of darkness
Her path had gone astray
All the beauty life could bring
Was locked where she couldn´t reach
All the melodies she was to sing
Were ringing where no one could hear.
Oh!Why?cried she during night and day
Desperately seeking where happiness did lay.
Nothing she found,but something was there
While she not realising it,suddendly he came.
Taking her away,to a happier place.
[Domo arigatou,Senpai-chan...]
There was me lost in someplace I do certainly not recognize
Unknown forms, unknown shapes, start melting in my pale eyes
I am lost, yet shall not scream, shall not fear,for my fear
Could be felt by the strange creatures lurking in the night
The lighty moon, as my guide, is no longer my old friend
There is dark, and the fright, creeping, crawling in my heart
I cannot see but the black, the black of the night I am in
Though I sense how he breathes thinking of my gentle skin.