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Resolution: Zutara Month Day 31Tic toc goes the mechanism in the machine,
Just as my heart pounds in my chest.
However, my own engine increases its strain the closer I get,
She across the floor with rapidly depleting distance.
I approach to hold aloft twin flutes of fine bubbling liquid,
She taking it from my hand and pleasure with elegance.
Never had I dreamed of a more statuesque form at my side,
Yet, I dare to hope to make this night a catalyst of my reality.
The seconds pass in smiles and wishes of good times,
Our eyes meeting between raised glasses.
Explosions and confetti rain down around us,
We lean our faces into each other’s.
Which of us is the pusher and whom the acceptor?
May it be haps; those labels don’t apply to our kind.
Destiny, instead, our matchmaking accomplice,
Guiding together spirits long ago separate, only to reunite at midnight.
Floating Away: Zutara Month Day 30Held here to the earth….
Pushed down from the clouds where once we soared…
Since the break, the skies are taken from us…
Long treks and sails keep us apart….
Just as great the distance the magnitude of the pull…
Ever increasing anxiety over the approach…
Burning need to forever take footsteps in his direction…
Though fatigue plagues me, I continue to his face…
Then he appeared on the horizon…
Floating from the earth on his beautiful balloon…
Regal and handsome as my heart and eyes see him….
Debonair landing with hand outstretched to mine…
So we defied the world and other’s judgment…
Bourne away on the winds once again….
Far from prying eyes and opinions…
We two… untouched by the world and its limits...
The Other Half of Our Story: Zutara Month Day 28Once I had such happiness…
Overcoming the Titans of the Dictatorship and ending the Rise of the Phoenix…
Out of war came the love I always wanted…
Only she would do…
Now I am bereft of she who I held so recently as mine…
Never would I have seen it coming when it did…
Neither would I have dreamed of who would seek her hand…
Noxious is the envy that he bore until he could hand it to me…
Tomorrow, once a happy anticipation, now a dread cloud on my horizon…
Twilight sees me alone with the stars staring…
Telling me to give way to the rage of all elements…
“Take her back, or leave them both broken as you are….”
But I force those thoughts into a cell in my mind….
Binding my vengeance until it sleeps and moves on…
Because I would see my friends be happy in my stead…
Beautiful friends they remain….
Day by day will I crawl from heartache…
Dawn will see me stronger an
Another Arc on the Ellipse: Zutara Month Day 27Walking out into the palace courtyard, I see my wife with my son.
There they both sit by the pond, feeding bread to turtleducks.
Remarkable how they resemble my mother and me, so many years ago.
Mother was a woman unparalleled in her time, both regal and nurturing.
She represented the best of the Fire Nation… respected and beloved.
Indeed, even now, she would command attention in any setting.
My Queen of Ice is the same; from keeping home she was raised,
Only to rise up the greatest of water benders and uniting all tribes.
Her beauty and power are unequaled on this world…
And my boy… so much like me already…
So unconfident… so angry… so naïve… so vulnerable…
Thus, with choices ahead, room for him to strengthen his new self in the years.
So the world moves on and, in doing so, stays the same.
I am both my great-grandfathers, she both her parents, and he, my son,
Will be the sum of all those parts, for better or worse, thus is
Sojourn of the Seeker: Zutara Month Day 26Journeying to the Northern Water Tribe was a sorrowful vacation from my life,
Loving two men with a heart endeavoring to hold onto them both,
Running away from them was like tearing a tree by the roots.
Responsibility, however, has plenty in mind for me over these weeks,
For the decision can only be made by me… for me… for all of us…
All the long miles looking at the sea from the back of sky bison,
I see the journeys that brought me together with them both.
Fate delivered my first love wrapped in glacial ice.
Irony brought my second love in a warship draped in armor.
Following both into the Eyes of Death, we all emerged victorious.
The hardest battles come in times of peace… commitment put on trial.
Growing so much with Aang, learning about love and life,
Never dreaming that someone I already knew could challenge me to change.
Realization dawned like the first morning ever, having always been there,
From the first moment I touched his face and began to care&
Mistress of Water and Colors: Zutara Month Day 25She dances on the beach with the waves at her command,
Free flowing sundress twirling in the breeze with her movement.
Turning to look at me with her sapphire eyes sparkling,
Broad smile a flash in the setting sun, she stretches her hands
And twin spirals of seawater coil into the air behind her.
Weaving a pattern of rotating diamonds on a string,
Sunlight strikes the prisms and the spectrum explodes,
Bathing me in a dozen rainbows before opening to frame her form.
Dazzled again by her beauty as much as her masterful control,
How effortless she makes the most complicated of labors.
Beginning to dance again, the loom twists around her,
Gleams of ice and water sparkling in between every color.
Rising up from the sand, I contribute my own patchwork of dancing flame,
Silhouettes of our figures dancing in the air, just as I step into the rainbow corridor,
Swaying shared by we two lovers, until the sun falls behind the ocean.
My SunlightYou are my sun,
My only light,
As you fade,
The moon is there,
A memory of you,
Of the darkness,
Before your dawn.
You are the breeze,
That kisses my face,
Those tender lips,
That rushing embrace.
You are the grass,
Beneath my feet,
You hide my tears,
You support my weight.
You are the last,
One for me,
There was many before,
But they were never the same.
With you its right,
With you its love,
And if tonight,
I come above.
I'll see your glory,
From the moon,
From the memory,
Of this afternoon.
Puppet String SymphonyHere come the snares,
wrenching at my heart;
like my tongue can’t find the words to say.
I've been resurrecting your skeletons,
just to place broken flesh over it and watch it all decay…
…scratching at freshly picked scars and rose petals,
while digging up old habits and hatchets;
just so I can whistle a tune so tragic.
Here comes the wind,
stomping at my lungs;
like my emotions are gasping to be released.
I've been coughing up your cover-ups,
just to place my index finger over it and watch it all cease…
…living in this darkness, sulfur-tipped match tossed in the breeze,
while thinking it’s just not worth the candle;
just so I can hum a song you can’t handle.
Here come the keys,
playing at my mind;
like all eighty-eight demons and angels serving one star.
I've been worshipping my self-inflicted headache,
two times twelve and that’s how many bars…
…I've got to show you the color I feel.
When the puppet string symphony beg
About ArtA sweet poem,
All but a
For the true art called
I PromiseIt is a painful thought
To know he kissed you,
To know he stole your innocence.
He felt the warmth and comfort of your love,
But manipulated it to lust
And turned that perfect smile I now see,
Into a lifeless vessel
That gave into his
Carefully painted words
He had you
Before I ever knew you,
I'm sorry I wasn't there,
I'm sorry I could not save you.
But look up at me now, love,
Look up at me with those astonishing, crystal eyes
And know that I will love you
Until this heart of mine has given out.
I am your present
And your future;
I will love you for more than your body,
I will love your wild personality,
I will love your motherly instincts,
I will love your acceptance,
I will love your understanding,
I will love your "frustrations",
I will love your timidness,
I will love your stubbornness,
I will love your laughter,
I will love your tears,
I will love your scars,
I will love your flaws,
But most of all;
I will love you.
my eyes sometimes forget youwhen you are gone, my eyes sometimes forget you;
the daily grind goes on; the bus-wheels roll their hides over the asphalt roads;
the snow melts into pools and clings to boots, licking the rubber heels of girls
who sway their hips to music that i only faintly hear; the women smile in coffee shops
and leave stray hairs on the wicker chairs; people pass by windows and their zippers
catch the light; my fingers turn the pages of new books.
somehow your voice finds me in the midst of all of this,
and very softly brings the words
that never really leave me:
this is my love.
when you are gone, my eyes sometimes forget you-
but my heart does not.
Unrequited LoveJust think of me.
Text me good morning and good night.
Text me at lunch just to let me know you're alright.
Wish me a good nap around five or six.
And if you're every bored just give me a call.
I'll make you a fangirl no matter what.
Even if you never admit it I'll let you off.
Meet up with me every now and then.
Never end a conversation with just goodnight or goodbye.
Ask questions and explore life with me.
Support me but don't try to fix me.
Even though I'll try to fix you.
But first I need this dream to come true...
For Your Eyes Only...For your eyes only, I bare my soul.
For your eyes only, I bare my heart.
For your eyes only, I bare my body.
For your eyes only, I bare my mind.
For your eyes only.
For your ears only, I share my dreams.
For your ears only, I share my fears.
For your ears only, I share my sorrow.
For your ears only, I share my joy.
For your ears only.
For your heart only, I give my love.
For your heart only, I give my strength.
For your heart only, I give my passion.
For your heart only, I give my life.
For your heart only.
All of these and more...
are for you--only for you.
The GlowThe Glow
Dictated by Puabi
What brings a glow of fire
To a single woman's eyes?
What curves her red lips
Into a joyful smile?
The promise, the delivery,
The receipt of love.
When she was waiting
Such a long while,
And it comes to her heart
In her surprise.
Imagine, when it comes
To a woman like me,
The brightness of the glow
In her eyes.
Love is loveI love you
There are so many ways to say it.
To mean it.
To believe it.
Yet, so many through it around as if it has no importance.
wo ai ni
To love someone is to put that person first.
To cherish them despite their faults.
To accept their mistakes and help them grow.
To love someone is to be there at their worst
To hold their hand and encourage
To show that things will get better
Ich liebe dich
To love someone is to see their true beauty
To see the love that they hold for others
To accept that others may have it as well
To love some is to help in learning
To teach each other new things
To learn about the world
ya lyublyu tebya
To love someone is to see the hope they pocess
To bring out the ligtht in their lives
To make the stars seem to shine brighter
phom rak khun
To love someone is to see them as they desire
To be able to not care what others think
To know that simply
Love is love
Zutara Week Day 4: WhimsicalWhimsical
With all four nations represented and united,
The celebrations of liberation rising to carnival,
The affairs of the new State of Fire we abandoned
For a few hours of fellowship to the sound of the Flameos.
After we raised teacups to our triumph together,
Ty Lee whisks Mai to a girl's dance circle,
The rest of the group follows suit, leaving me
Sharing a relaxing respite to the sound of Uncle's Sungi horn.
I thought I couldn't be happier watching from the walls,
After all, dancing hadn't happened here in half a century.
Then my mind's eye lost focus to the vision in front of my scar
A smile below Southern eyes and the dark palm outstretched to mine.
But what to do?
Months ago, a day at the beach was a struggle for sanity,
How different my next trip real smiles in the sand.
A whole life of conflict, whether work or at play,
Until, with the world on the line, a group hug set me free.
My smile comes with a flourishing shrugging off of my robe,
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