The Deception Of Beauty.

She reached out with trembling fingers,
Stiff with elegant spider webbing of frost.
But the mist was unforgiving,
And all her snowy skin grazed was a stone wall. Faeries swathed in black velvet beat their gossamer wings And sang haunting, jeering songs Whilst kissing her face,
And leaving droplets of black ink that dripped into the snow.

She turned away from that place Tears freezing on her stained cheeks,
But they tugged on her sleeves and eyelashes, Kissing away her tears, Smoothing away the frost. Their wings smeared her cheeks black and glossy, &nbs

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Tinted GlassWhen the only oxygen is ours,
You're mine. Your salty fingertips brushing my eyelashes,
Your hands in my hair,
Your kisses on my mouth and eyelids. Tinted Glass
by ~Caravaggios-Angel

MelodyShe sat at the side of the pool And let the gentle breeze wash over her naked body,
The wind's fingers through her hair,
The kiss of daisies' faces against her skin. Cool clear water ran out over her hand,
Like silk through her fingers.

She recalled the touch of his hand on her waist,
The brush of his lips against her neck,
The graze of his lashes on her cheek.
Soft dark eyes staring into hers.
She gracefully raised herself to her grass stained feet,
Long limbs white and soft,
Fingertips blue with ink. Her hair fell like light over her sunkiss Melody
by ~Caravaggios-Angel

ReflectionShe lay on her front,
Silver hair tumbling over her narrow shoulders,
Dipping their ends in the clear liquid she stared into. Her slender fingers made ripples dance And a small smile ghosted her rose-petal mouth. And her laughter fled from her lips and Filled the air with the sound of silver bells. The soft silver feathers of her wings trembled in the echo, And a shiver danced across her ivory skin. Her mouth and neck were stained with kisses,
Her body stained with touch. And the marks were warm and sweet Against her snowy flesh.
She dived into the silver pool i Reflection
by ~Caravaggios-Angel

YouYou were the first one that I saw. I mean really saw. Your eyes were the first ones I saw in colour,
That pretty grey-green.
Your lips were the first ones I saw part,
Your body the first one I saw alive,
Though they all looked and talked and moved around me. Sitting legs all twisted on a blue rug,
Eyes distant. Then they landed on mine,

And I think someone shot me between the eyes.
I think I even felt the blood trickle down my nose.
And your eyes filled with feeling and sadness,
And I winced.
And I think someone shot me in the hear You
by ~Caravaggios-Angel

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Mon Aug 29, 2005, 6:46 AM

just returned back...its insane what you take for granted...hot water, toast, not having mud up your nose....

i managed to see 27 bands in 3 days

a list follows below. (the ones in caps were especially good)

(friday) DO ME BAD THINGS, Goldie Looking Chain, Blood Brothers, The Dead 60s, Two Gallants, Death From Above 1979, THE BLOOD ARM, WE ARE SCIENTISTS, Queens Of The Stone Age, THE KILLERS, THE PIXIES (saturday) Editors, Nine Black Alps, Dinosaur Jr, The Charlatans, HOT HOT HEAT, THE ARCADE FIRE, Babyshambles, FOO FIGHTERS (sunday) Boy Kill Boy, Art Brut, nofx, Iggy and The Stooges, INCUBUS (mmmmm Brandon), Marilyn Manson, The Futureheads and finally, BLOC PARTY.

The Arcade Fire were definately the highlight of the weekend for me.

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