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[aid] => mick
[title] => Purple Ribbons
[time] => 2004-12-13 23:53:35
[hometext] => This is really not a poem but a the first part of a short story i don't know how anyone will react to it but i asked a few friends and rthey said i should post it so here it is comments are always welcome and appreciated
[bodytext] => He is there again setting flowers at her grave On his knees putting his weight against the head stone He puts his face to it to kiss the engraving of the angel He then lifts his head to read her poetry from her favorite book Also some of his own poems that she never got to read Poems that he never got to read to her, words that never got a chance To lift her spirits and make her feel the love that he had for her After an hour or so he walks away with tears in his eyes Leaving behind the dozens of black roses wrapped in silk ribbons Purple ribbons that she use to wear in her hair when put back into buns He goes back to his car and drives away still remembering the angel She always had a fascination with angels she was always looking for them But she never found there haven she never found the sanctuary of the angels So after she died he continued the search hoping to find her again He gets home and picks up her journal where she kept her poems Such sad words filled his eyes every time he read them But also there were the poems she wrote for him Poems of her love for him and how much she meant to him in life The last pages written spoke of how she found her angel and he was it I love you always filled his eyes so much they began to tear So he put the hard bound book down in its silk pouch He took his cloths off and went to the bath Filled the tub and lay his body down in the warm water And remembered him bathing her in her last days How she was still beautiful and more than porcelain like in all her ways From her soft perfect skin to how she was fragile and easily broken But because of his strength she never was It’s sad how she died so young only at the age of twenty four He was twenty six at the time but was so much wiser So he got out of the tub and wrapped him self in a towel Went to his closet and took out his clothes he put it on and then headed out He got into his car and went to a car wash have it cleaned Aft wards he went to a club where vampires got together Spoke to some to see where the angels took haven The angels and vampires had been at war for sentries But the war was stopped by the one who was born of both The one who they called the angel with six black wings After he made Pease he then disappeared and was never heard from again This vampire his name was Delaquiox and he said the angels took sanctuary Where those who fall seek the light and that if his love was an angel That he would find here there body mind and soul Also he offered to take him to the place for he was one of the fallen So they got a drink and then left the club and drove away In the car they spoke of what was to be expected and He also said there would be a price to pay for his help Sebastian said to Delaquiox that no price would be too great [comments] => 3 [counter] => 708 [topic] => 31 [informant] => Doriens_Picture [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 10 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => StoryPoetry )
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