We blew out our candles and said "Goodbye" but when we stood and took our bow, the blank faces in that abyss did not recieve us well. For though the lighting could not have been more right, and the cues we hit were perfect, the stage on which we played our part and the lines that which we spoke could not have been more wrong. Had I known the liberty I took would set the house against me perhaps a narrower course I would have took. And there you are. Instead of drinking the vial that called for death, in an instant your repentance called for you to scan the line a different way. And when we kissed my God we kissed. The abyss uttered forth a parching scream but care we not of what it seemed. In the end we did not descend gently as Orpheus did in ancient myth but the stage gave way and when we fell my God we fell down to the foundations of the world. And what began as a lovely scene was nothing short of a twisted dream. Our own adaptation of forbidden love in which we do not die, but we do live, and we do love.
About Me
- Gabriel Michael
- I want the world to make sense. I try to make it my life's goal to connect to every living thing I meet, whether it has two legs, four legs, or chlorophyll for arms. Love in all its forms is a constant chase for me and as Robert Browning said " it takes up one's life, thats all." I am often Nostalgia's Nightingale and live in memories of the past, but I know my future is radiant. Tear drops are sweet to me and seem to follow my countenance on sad days, but I love to laugh. Were the world mine... we would never grow old and we would all kiss when greeting a friend. All writings are my own so you will find comma splices and many run on sentences. The pictures have been taken by my dear friend Isabel Turley . One of the most brilliant and beautiful girls I know. Thankyou and I hope you enjoy.
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