To A LoveI miss you in my dreamsTo A Love3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Or were you ever real?
I can't remember it seems
You're just so surreal.
Like a phantom you swept
Into my sights
And held me as I wept
On those lonely, cold nights
Although I know we are star-crossed
I won't let fate have its way
I will not mourn a love lost
At least not today
Because when our eyes meet my world falls into place
And I live for the moments of seeing your face.
My AngelMurdoc sat in his Winnie, rum in one hand and a cigarette in the other. Cortez snoozed beside him on the back of a chair, his head slowly rising and falling as he breathed. Murdoc rolled his eyes and muttered under his breath as he threw his cigarette butt, stood up and stumbled towards his door.My Angel4 years ago in Sketches More Like This
He was drunk out of his mind and he nearly tripped while finding his way out of the Winnebago and into the car park. He looked around for something to do, his eyes landing on 2D's bedroom door. It was somewhere around two in the morning and it was nearly pitch black, but he managed to walk through the door without hurting himself.
A small blue light emitted from the alarm clock on the night stand, illuminating the sleeping singer's face. His pale skin glowed in the blue light and his hair looked an even more brilliant color than normal.
The old man smiled, in his eyes seeing what looked to be a blue-haired angel. He stumbled across the room, tripping as he closed in on the bed, landing on top