Between The Sun And The Moon
Ein Gedicht das mir mal eingefallen ist. ^^
Etwas, für das mich- wie ich zugeben muss- die Inspiration auf einmal ganz schön gekitzelt hat. ^-^ Eigentlich war es nur für mein ganz eigenes Vergnügen bestimmt doch ich hab mich jetzt doch entschlossen es hier reinzusetzen genauso wie ich denke, dass es eigentlich doch, ziemliches Zutara ist ^^!
Naja, ich hoffe es gefällt euch so einigermaßen und ihr versteht alles^-^y
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Between The Sun And The Moon
She was a woman
She emerged from the bluest of seas,
The view of a goddess, the power of wisdom she wields.
He was a man
Born from the sun in the east,
The posture of a king, the everlasting fire that does not cease.
Together they marched and opposites they were
In the early of dawn, he leads the living sun
In the evening she defies, the light of the moon her own
A force to divide, a passion to match
A furry to claim, a passion to shame
And as they wielded, water and fire was forced to steam,
And in the mist, the feud was drawn to an end as it seems.
It was in a minute, as the fire lord tripped on the ground,
and the water sword hesitated, unsure as if to bound.
She sees weakness in this creature for the first time in life
And as she stares, mesmerized, at the strong fallen form,
she did not notice the leg, did not notice the knife,
that he puts out of nowhere and disarms her in turn.
Now she is panting, with his hand on her throat,
and his golden eyes stare into hers, brows drawn, as if to frown.
He asked why she faltered; she could have ended his life
And all the while not once, did he lower his knife
She averted her eyes, said that even he was life;
No more than a whisper, but suddenly he found it was nice.
His stare searched her eyes, so blue unlike his own,
it was a good colour, he decided then
It reminded him of home
Of the endless ocean that pooled upon soft white sand
And then without his notice, he lowered his hand.
He retreats a step- blue eyes wide,
his sword again in his grasp, but unclear to decide
His gaze the look of fire, but now averted from her eyes
Suddenly there was no motion, just an unworldly quite.
It was the water goddess now, that searched the fire god’s eyes,
and all there was, was ember
And just like that it seems (her equal now)
at the same time so tender;
as his eyes again lifted and bore into her own.
How long had they fought like this
both asked themselves, now just at time
How long since they forgot, how long since they missed.
It was suddenly so clear to them,
As they gazed at each other, no words spoken
And something sprang to life just then,
just a sparkle in their eyes, but undeniable awoken.
A prickle in their fingertips, and both parties stared,
For never did they feel like this,
Like they belonged to this earth;
That was now their own, reduced to them,
and the fire lord stared.
Then never in his mortal life,
did he saw beauty just like that back then
Her graceful dress the purest white
and slender curves, never seen before,
were now exposed before his eyes.
His golden eyes drank her in,
and she couldn’t help but shudder
Never did look his eyes like that at her,
As if the deepness was putting her under.
And as she stared,
he saw the same hunger in her eyes
The same passion,
The same fire likewise.
And it drove him to edge,
An edge he had never known before just yet
And without his knowing- not of carelessness-
he moved and set his foot forward a step;
Slowly like the predator he was
and she shuddered again, wondering what it was
His catlike grace, the jet black hair,
Or his pools of amber that now stared so intensely at her.
His hand reached forward slightly,
fingers tight, as if to bend
But cupped her cheek so gently,
in his rough, callused hand.
Her eyes fluttered and his mouth drew near,
Brushed her hair, her neck, and finally her ear
Is this how you want it he whispered huskily,
and she couldn’t help but nod;
His breath fanned warmly on her skin
and her eyes fluttered close.
He was gentle, and for the first time in life,
did they taste what they opposed.
A crescendo just, as lips met lips
but a moment not to fade
Just a moment’s touch of eternity
but the connections had been made
So few was the distance just back then
Between the sun and the moon…
(16.3.06)
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16. März 2006, weil ich das Gedicht an jenem Tag beendet hatte ^^
Und ich hoffe ihr hinterlasst vielleicht ein klitzekleines Kommi ^_^
