August 24, 2011
Lonely soldiers standing in a ready position;
Untouchable and indestructible.
A beauty floats in the wind,
Cowering at the burning of a monster's gaze.
Only she can puncture a soldier's tough skin...
Within lies a soul, waiting to be discovered;
Emotion waiting for a chance to bleed.
His beauty is so sweet,
So charismatic that it mends her wounds...
Those made by creatures of the night,
whom have souls of stone;
Those who are truly cold.
Save them... save the soldier and the beauty and the monster;
Save of from that grasp we fear so greatly.

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MadelaineIrene said...
Aug. 28, 2011 at 8:48 pm
I really love this. it almost gave me chills with the description being inspired by a cactus.  Brilliant. :)
aelish110 replied...
Aug. 28, 2011 at 9:51 pm
Made a typo: I truly appreciate this comment! I really write for myself and to express my feeling about my environment and to see that others cherish and like my compositions really means a lot. You've made my day! Thank you! :)
MadelaineIrene replied...
Aug. 30, 2011 at 8:30 am
Not a problem!  I surprised that more people haven't commented on it!  Maybe it's just that it's too deeply inset for words to appreciate.  I know my words were shallow in my feeling, after reading this, but I think it's still worth it.  Because, and I know this from experience, it's nice to know that your work is appreciated.  Keep on writing!
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