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 Nov 2013 Anne
Amanda Chardonnay
Heat.
Heat. Heat. Heat.
I am instant flames
My sparks immediate, my smoke lasting
I do not take time nor kindle nor match
I am instant
Heat. Heat. Heat.
I am fire

I am a shapeshifter
Making transformations to suit me
The wronged I turn righteous
The hurt I turn vengeful
The incapable I turn defensive
I am a shapeshifter

I am the force in intensity
Whether as the fright in whispers
Or as the ferocity of screams
I am the danger in irrationality

I am in sorrow
I am in grief
I am in betrayal
Both prolonged and brief
I am in the happiness of others
but not in you
I am the knife in the back
stabbing all the way through


Heat.
Heat. Heat. Heat
I require air
Fuel, oxygen, life
My flames not spun from nothing
Require a start, a base

I require caring
Without it I have no reason
And I turn into apathy
I require passion
My sparks can not die out
I require strength
And thus I'm often offended
I require...

Heat.
Heat. Heat. Heat.
I am heat
I require soul
I require life
I am wrath
 Nov 2013 Anne
Brandon
Taken
 Nov 2013 Anne
Brandon
"Tell me something that no one else knows darling" she crooned to me as I ran my fingers thru strands of her golden blonde hair before grabbing it and wrapping a fist full of strands around my hands and pulling tightly, moving in for a rough kiss on her soft lips. She bit my lip and drew blood. I bit hers and she yelped as if she had had a small ******. Her body became weak beneath my touch.

"You've ruined me for the rest of my life."

"I said to tell me something no one knew, not something that is dreadfully obvious to even the town drunkard."

"I am the town drunkard."

"City drunkard."

"State drunkard."

"Earth drunkard."

"THE drunkard," I roared and pulled her closer to me, feeling the ache of her skin as it collided into mine. Her breathing was heavy. Rapturous. She smelled of lust and passion that only comes in the moment of being caught doing a thing that should not be done. I inhaled her. I wanted to destroy her so that no one else could ever know her the way I do.

"You're mine."

"Oh am I now?"

"Yes. Now."

"Well then. Own me."

"I don't want to own you."

"Oh? What is it you want then," she asked with a slight tremble in her voice.

"I want to break you as you've broken me."

"What if I am already broken?"

"Then I will take you."

"Take me."
Unfinished excerpt from a story rambling in my head.

— The End —