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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.
Saturated SeductionSaturated Seduction 7/23/14
You appeared to me in a dream.
You exist only in my enigmatic imagination.
The moon was heavy that night,
drunk with the power of the sun.
Pulling and pushing the tides
like my vacillating moods.
I swim through this vast ocean
of unrest searching for
a place to call home.
I created your face
to give me comfort.
I carved out your being
to fit perfectly with mine.
Your hair danced like fire even
though the sea consumed you.
Sometimes my dreams are lucid -
most times I forget.
But you linger like an after image -
as a flash of a camera in
my watery eyes.
You stay with me on nights
of uncertainty - when all my
doubts bombard and petrify me.
I am rooted in place, too
frightened to move...on.
If you were real it would feel like a dream.
I would never wake.
Eternal slumber has a nice ring to it.
Love Always PerseveresSometimes
You just have to keep on
Throwing paper airplanes
Until someone turns around
Sends one sailing back to you.
A strong and broken man.A strong man is defined by his vows,
and he had bled for his.
Years could not age what he had swore,
and she wished he had sworn for her.
A captain of honor and virtue
damaged by his hope.
She struggled with his obsession
and grew jealous of it.
Was she not worthy of his regard?
Not a symbol for adulation?
Could she not tempt a loving word,
or even break the skin?
The stronger the man the worse the break,
and what was he if not broken?
Hope had scarred but did not mend
the loss he bore on his back.
She felt his eyes recede
and knew he thought of her.
A woman that had won his strength
and lost it to his ambition.
A man who loved so purely
it reflected in his crimes.
He felt the loss so deeply
it imbedded in his skin.
She never knew herself
to crave a hopeful man.
But she loved him for his vow,
and wanted him to break it.
My LoveI am so exhausted
Loving you from afar
I don't even know
What you look like
But I am completely
In love with you
Whoever you are
You are the total package
A perfect mold
Of my deepest and darkest desires
Honest to a fault
Masochistic enough to love me back
Intelligent enough to know you shouldn't
But so deeply in love you can't help it
God, how I want you
I've never had to beg before
But I would for you
I would swim in an ocean
Of broken glass
Just to get you to look at me
But you can't be real
Such perfection can't exist
But I love you all the same
I simply can't help myself
SMIH ONE PIECE MARCO
Just as you and the other girl were about to pick your sticks to draw form the bag, a strange presence approach the Thousand Sunny. You turned around to see a man dressed in purple. He appeared to be blind and used a stick to feel his way around the ship. You had no doubt in your mind that this newcomer was Fujitora.
"Excuse me, is it too late for me to join the game?" Fujitora asked, walking up to Sanji. He looked around and saw that since Marco was the only person left between you and this other girl, so mathematically, one of you weren't going to have a turn. To make it fair, Sanji would have no choice but to allow Fujitora to join.
"As long as you promise to not bring harm to the ladies..." Sanji warned holding up the bag to Fujitora. "Put an item in the bag that belongs to you. Don't let the girls see it."
Fujitora nodded and reached into his pocket and pulled out his item. He kept it hidden within his fists as he placed it inside the bag.
"Alright ladies~! Now we have enoug
We kissed last nightWe kissed last night
In my dreams
Not my first dream-kiss.
First time with you.
You took my face in your hands
And looked at me with tears
Then our lips touched
Not wet, but dry
I didn’t speak
But I smiled
We did it again
The dream-kiss felt good.
That was a first.
It surprised me
Then it felt awkward
People were watching
But only I felt weird
Because I enjoyed it.
Of course you did
But could we do it in real life?
Would it be as wonderful?
Or as awkward?
Someday we might want to
But could we?
We’re both girls.
I thought that my feelings
Were guided only
By the desire emanating
Between my legs
Now I realize
That it goes
Far beyond that
My heart pounds ferociously
At the mere thought of you
I want my body
To melt into you
Feel the waves of love
Crash against the shore
Of my once battered body
Sweep me up
Into your tide
I want to drown
In a sea
Of your love
Asphyxiated by desire
You are the only one
Who can resuscitate me
Your lips against mine
Bring me back to life
Kiss MeKiss me;
Let me drown in your eyes.
Grip my waist,
And run your fingers down my sides,
Like hands ghosting over a piano.
Play my body like an instrument,
Soothe the melodies in my heart.
SMIH ONE PIECE ACE
You and four other ladies now held the chopstick in your hands, one of you held the red chopstick. You had hoped that it was you, because it would mean a hell of a lot to you to actually win for a change. Your top choice to pick out of the remaining guys was Ace. He was such a hottie! You scrunched your eyes closed and slowly removed the stick from your hands, you slowly opened one eye and saw that it was indeed red! You had finally gotten a win!
"Congrats," Sanji applauded as he handed you the anorexic purse. You quickly reached your hand inside and felt around until your hands touched something hard and wooden. You pulled it out and saw that your item was a match! Although slightly confused, you had a good idea who had this item. Though, you still wanted to make sure...
"Who put a match in the purse?" You called out, hoping that your hunch was right. Whitebeard noticed your item and nudged his sleeping son awake. "Hey, boy. Wake up, a girl picked your item." The groggy bo
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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