nightlover1918

I is a crazy.

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A First Meeting by nightlover1918, literature

Passion by nightlover1918, literature

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Passion

It comes like sparks on skin, surrounding you in heat. It whispers on bated breaths and blazing dreams. It comes like wind-blown ashes, turning on a whim. It speaks in firestorm cries and rolling desires. It comes like dashing flickers, burning as it goes. It seeps on white hot embers and steaming need. It comes like whirling flames, torturing with touch. It dances all through the soul and hearts on fire.

UnTouchables by nightlover1918, literature

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UnTouchables

My name is a curse, a blasphemy, a crime. The very word means evil. All smeared into the grime. My every breath a sin, inhaling in the black. Puffing out with smoke, seeping through the cracks. My mind is a cruelty, torturing with glee. Breaking down the innocence, destroying all I see. My heart is as ice, shutting out all light. The thing itself beats still, no mercy in its bite. My soul is all of hell, twisted into hate. Nothing now can save it, love is far too late.

Raven by nightlover1918, literature

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Raven

Flitting between Night and day you carry your letters to young and old. What do they Say these messages of Yours? I'm sure some of love, others hate. Perhaps a warning, or notes between Doors? Don't you love to fly between heaven and Hell? Go, bear you little tokens to gods and Man alike. I should like to come along, and See you at the task. I could see the senders face, Hear the readers' song. But what, my courier, it must be like to Ghost between the worlds? To see the light from the dark? To be the Angel of death to life?

Not Even for Your Heart by nightlover1918, literature

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Not Even for Your Heart

For all of you I'd give anything: my home, my mind, my world. Pour ton amour. Is that so strange? That I so desperately need "all of you, body and soul." If I just had one day, one hour of your heart in my keeping I could rule the earth. And still, I have not the strength to rule even my own thoughts. Même pas pour ton cœur. Why is it that I cannot "summon the will to try?" Not for a single moment have I taken you heart for its worth, what I would hold it for.

Guess My Name by nightlover1918, literature

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Guess My Name

I am a tempest, shaking in the sea that I might drown. Bring you down to me, to that little girl in a hospital bed. Alone in an empty room. No one takes my hand for fear I'd take them too soon. I creep in on grey clouds, stealing away the sun. Nothing left in the world when my work is done. In darkness I reign, slithering into your mind, crawling over your memories. Never, have I been kind enough to stop the steel. The blade that brings my curse for all of man past and present. Though for all I'll end the worse. I am death.

Predators by nightlover1918, literature

Penance by nightlover1918, literature

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Penance

Every action has an equal and opposite reaction, every choice has a consequence, this is mine. The lights are off when I get back, as always. There's never anybody here, but who can I really blame for that anyway. I shower quickly and pull on my night clothes: the prerequisite tight, tiny, black dress and tall black boots that blend just right under the lighting at clubs. I swipe on dark eyes and glossy lips, but leave my hair to its own devices. Then, it's out the door to haunt the streets. The club doesn't disapoint, yeailding plenty of willing girls for the evening. I wait, leaning on the bar, nursing my gin and tonic

Warmth on a Winter Day by nightlover1918, literature

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Warmth on a Winter Day

A cold wind tamed by your touch. I soak up your light, curling up to you. Everything feels so right. A chill bite stopped in you arms. I revel in you heat, smiling up at you. My heart skips a beat. Freezing air halted by your eyes. I dance in your hold, twirling close to you. The whole world turns to gold. An icy gust paused by your breath. I bask in your glow, edging near to you. The great earth turns slow. Falling snow stilled at you hand. I live in your embrace, shining next to you. The days slow down their pace.

My Summer in Canada by nightlover1918, literature

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My Summer in Canada

Summer nights in warm rain, kisses given, embraces won. White dress, washed in vain, twirling in the dieing sun. Dances bathed in golden light. Smiles never quick to fade. Footsteps run for every sight, eyes by bright colors swayed. Swimming in that cool green lake, bursting through to meet the air. Paths that we forgot to take. Days when we forgot to care. Laughing in the park at night. Touches searching for return. Swings screeching from that height, until the ropes began to burn. Waiting for the sun to set, leaning back to rest at last. Breezes back to when we met, the days belonging to a past.

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A First Meeting by nightlover1918, literature

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UnTouchables by nightlover1918, literature

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Raven by nightlover1918, literature

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Not Even for Your Heart by nightlover1918, literature

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Not Even for Your Heart

Guess My Name by nightlover1918, literature

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Guess My Name

Predators by nightlover1918, literature

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My Summer in Canada

Warmth on a Winter Day by nightlover1918, literature

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Warmth on a Winter Day

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About nightlover1918

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Artist // Student // Varied

Jan 4
United States
Deviant for 16 years
She / Her

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Current Residence: A house
Favourite genre of music: Alternative and anything else that captures my interest
Favourite photographer: I love me some Margaret Burke White, seems I like those Margarets.
Favourite style of art: It depends on how well a person does what they do.
Operating System: The most beautiful Macbook Pro named Timothy
MP3 player of choice: Ipod, I love mine like a small child.
Shell of choice: Conch, they are cool and they make funny sounds.
Wallpaper of choice: My favorite TV husband, Francois Arnaud.
Skin of choice: The kind that covers my innerds, cause innerds are gross..
Favourite cartoon character: Pepe le Peu because I sympathze with him on so many levels. I am an expert on unrequited love.
Personal Quote: I'm a cross-dressing homosexual pacifist with a spot on my lung.

Favourite Visual Artist

Monet, Renoir, Degas, me, myself, and I.

Favourite Movies

I don't know, right now I go with Les Grandes Chaleurs.

Favourite TV Shows

I love Doctor Who, The Borgias and of course True Blood.

Favourite Bands / Musical Artists

I have many, but hands down Kings of Leon.

Favourite Books

That is too hard but Jane Eyre and anything Fitzgerald might qualify.

Favourite Writers

I love, love, loves my Margaret Atwood.

Favourite Games

Assassin's Creed: Brotherhood, it has Cesare, that's all.

Favourite Gaming Platform

XBox, it's just better.

Tools of the Trade

My personal brand of crazy.

Other Interests

Books, music, plays, poetry, and of course art.

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nightlover1918

Sep 14, 2011

College...

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Yes, I have finally reached the great universe known as college. More importantly I have reached St. Louis and all it's attached glories. It's pretty cool so far I have to say. I have a fluffy bed, everything in it is purple or black (that best colors as far as I'm concerned). I have become actively involved, I have experienced the joy of movie nights, clubbing, the wonders known as Jungle Juice and I have even managed to con some one into giving me a job. Life is good.     In other news I have added tattooed and bleached to my list of physical modifications, and am thinking about revisiting that eyebrow piercing.  While I have no way to po

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nightlover1918

Jun 23, 2011

Hey, it\'s Been a While

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Well, I'm gradumacated, but that's relatively old news anyway, but since I haven't updated in a wile, I'm going to relive it in excruciating detail. First, there was the party in which my relatives hugged, oohed, and poked the life out of me, all while managing to tell truly mortifying stories to my friends. Said friends enjoyed this very much, especially when hit on by my more or less attractive cousins. However, it was nice to be loved, if only from 2-7:30 on a Saturday. However, as every one knows graduation is like CHristmas for high school seniors (can I say sweet gifts my watchers?). I managed to haul in much needed monies, a cute bag,

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nightlover1918

Sep 20, 2010

Blisters and Snuggling

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Oh all you dirty followers (and Kemery) you, you think this is going to be dirty... well it is.. but not like that. I have spent the last forty-eight hours waking up at 4:20 to get on a bus to be slept on and harassed for two and a  half hours to get to northern Oregon to hike 10 miles up and down a mountain and sleep in leaking cold and miserable tents all to pray and eat a sandwich, oh and bond with my class. Injuries: -I no longer have skin on my left heel -I have a large bruise on my shoulder shaped like florida -A collection of other smaller bruises -My shoulders are going to fall off any moment -I'm pretty sure whatever was