misty forms in nights darkness

[- Brodie -]

wandering through the unknown forest
the faery floats on wind
her wild silver hair behind her
her hunger for another warm night
between her tighs life is breeding
her lips want another taste of it
she's craving for the next human soul

the wanderer lost during his travel
a young man, dressed in black and a velvet cape
he seeks his way in darkness
the forest, so difficult to conquer
it just all seems to be the same
each path equal to the other
it seems to grow bigger as he walks
desperate for food and water
looking for a place to find salvation and survive the night

the faery's still searching for the soul to make her warm
she heard a sound not far away
maybe this'll be the end
and the new beginning of her night
her interest in this man has awoken
his looks most pleasing
from a distance she follows him to see if he will satisfy

he gives up all his hopes for tonight
tomorrow when there's light he'll try again
and try to find his way out
but for now he stays on an open spot
he looks around
was it his mind playing with him
or was there really a sound?
he sits down and slowly falls asleep

the faery begins her soft singing
sweet enchantment of her magical voice
it wakes the wanderer
his instincts pull him towards a bed of grass
she comes out of her hiding
her eyes, the magic of her moving body
he yearns for her caressing touch
she stares at him
he will do

their clothes are taken off, spread all over
they play on the soft forest ground
their bodies pushed against eachother
the night seems everlasting

but then the first sunbeams appear
suddenly the faery vanishes
and she leaves the wanderer completely stunned
a string of silver hair on his velvet cape
all there's left of their night



met dank aan TMLWKY

[TMLWKY]

Hij is mooi

Veel mooier dan de ruwe versie, maar das ook de bedoeling he

Grtz,
F

[Horror Kitty]

wow.. dit is echt wel t mooiste gedicht wat ik van je gelezen heb

[- Brodie -]

dank jullie

[tacidvs]

Als ik vervelend mag zijn (al mag het niet). Je Engels is ietwat direct, expliciet en houdt hier en daar geen gelijke tred met de magie van het gedicht. Ik neem even aan dat je magie wilde uitbeelden met je 'faery', zeg maar als het niet zo is. Het brengt me niet in vervoering

[- Brodie -]

tacidvs schreef:
Als ik vervelend mag zijn (al mag het niet). Je Engels is ietwat direct, expliciet en houdt hier en daar geen gelijke tred met de magie van het gedicht. Ik neem even aan dat je magie wilde uitbeelden met je 'faery', zeg maar als het niet zo is. Het brengt me niet in vervoering

mjah ik doew mn best maar klopt, ik krijg dat mystieke niet zo in dat gedicht helaas, want ik schrijf normaal direct wat ik bedoel en draai er niet teveel omheen. ik ben nou wat andere dingen aan t proberen en dat lukt nie altijd meteen (maar kvin dit wel n redelijk goede 1e poging van mezelf )