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Could you say to me you love me
And I'm the only one
Could you say to me you love me
That I'm your man
Is this the last time I'll ever see you
Is this the last time I'll ever meet you
Is this the last time I'll ever make love to you
You
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Title: Mysterious Time
Chapter 1
Author: nat-chan
Genre: Romance/Alt. Reality
Disclaimer: standard
E-mail: [email protected]
Author's Notes: I was thinking sad thoughts and wrote this little
blurb and then decided to turn it into a fic....*shrug*
Hope ya like!
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"What if this moment is all we have?"
Her voice sounded strange with the words. Her wide blue eyes
gazing at him as though suddenly thousands of years old. It
finally sank into him what she was....he'd been denying it for
so long.
Her ancient magic lay in those words for they were wise and pained.
She was reaching out to him, in the soft night, with the fair
mystic wind and the flickering stars to protect them. And he could
not resist. Not now. Not ever.
There were those who would claim he was simply seduced by her
magic. Perhaps in some odd way they were true. For there was
something magic about her....beyond what she was, who she was.
Her soul had a glow he swore reflected in her eyes. In her love
for him.
And he knew he loved her too. In some base, undefinable way.
With absolute certainty.
No matter how many kinds of fool he was called. It did not matter.
Nothing else mattered but this. All life was a faded gray compared
to this pure thing between them. And he never wanted it to end.
Though it would. Cruelly.
Life was cruel. Love was not.
~What if this moment is all we have?~
His eyes filled up suddenly. His mind, his body, his heart, full
to the brim with her. It was too much. And with a sudden stab
of shock and pain he knew how he would ache for her. How he
would long for her. Oh God.
And this one moment, this one memory was supposed to serve for
love?
Could any moment ever be enough?
He reached for her, knowing he could not possibly remember every
detail, hold onto every sensation.
~I would die without this moment.~ He thought in sudden agony.
Though life would be torture without her.....without this moment
he could not continue.
Life would stop.
Time would stop.
He would stop.
And suddenly he could not say everything he knew he needed to say.
Not with his words or his hands or his kisses.....too much for it to leave his
body and reach her.....
He was simply tangled in the night, tangled in her. Unable to be free, unable to let
go.....unable to sort through it all.
He heard her murmur into their kisses. Crying and feeling joy.
~I know it is foolish to love you......I know it cannot be....but I do...I do....~
Her thoughts surfaced like liquid in his mind, burrowing in till he knew he would lose
himself without her. He would crumble without her inside him this way. And even now
he could feel her starting to pull away.
"No..." He begged, "No don't go....."
She was crying now....silver tears trailing her cheeks. Glimmering like pearls in the
moonlight. He clung to her, begging her to stay.
Praying time to let this moment stand still for all time.
But it was a stolen moment. Every precious second with her was stolen. Unfated, corrupt,
impure. But perfect.
She laid him back then, bared his body and took from him, the one thing she could. Stole
the ultimate moment.
Bliss.
He had only long moments that seemed brief to caress her and hold her tightly to him
before he lay dazed and spent beneath her. Love burning so hotly through his body he
felt it's glow light his skin.
Words much stronger than 'I love you' filled him from her.....etched into his mind
forever--against everything else.
~My beauty, my heart, my mind....my love....~ He returned, lost and drowsy from their
lovemaking.
And she smiled at him suddenly, burning another word into his mind, next to the image of
her face....though she knew it was cruel...and selfish.
~Remember....~
And then with a sudden rush of air he was gone. And she buried her face in her hands at
what she had done.
A forbidden thing. A cruel thing. But she could not resist. Love was too beautiful
and too tempting.
But that did not matter now. He was gone. Forever. And he would not remember, save
for the fleeting image of her face....the vague sensation of her love....
He was back where he truly belonged. In his own time......
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Could you say to me you love me
And I'm the only one
Could you say to me you love me
That I'm your man
Is this the last time I'll ever see you
Is this the last time I'll ever meet you
Is this the last time I'll ever make love to you
You
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Filter
Title: Mysterious Time
Chapter 1
Author: nat-chan
Genre: Romance/Alt. Reality
Disclaimer: standard
E-mail: [email protected]
Author's Notes: I was thinking sad thoughts and wrote this little
blurb and then decided to turn it into a fic....*shrug*
Hope ya like!
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*
*
"What if this moment is all we have?"
Her voice sounded strange with the words. Her wide blue eyes
gazing at him as though suddenly thousands of years old. It
finally sank into him what she was....he'd been denying it for
so long.
Her ancient magic lay in those words for they were wise and pained.
She was reaching out to him, in the soft night, with the fair
mystic wind and the flickering stars to protect them. And he could
not resist. Not now. Not ever.
There were those who would claim he was simply seduced by her
magic. Perhaps in some odd way they were true. For there was
something magic about her....beyond what she was, who she was.
Her soul had a glow he swore reflected in her eyes. In her love
for him.
And he knew he loved her too. In some base, undefinable way.
With absolute certainty.
No matter how many kinds of fool he was called. It did not matter.
Nothing else mattered but this. All life was a faded gray compared
to this pure thing between them. And he never wanted it to end.
Though it would. Cruelly.
Life was cruel. Love was not.
~What if this moment is all we have?~
His eyes filled up suddenly. His mind, his body, his heart, full
to the brim with her. It was too much. And with a sudden stab
of shock and pain he knew how he would ache for her. How he
would long for her. Oh God.
And this one moment, this one memory was supposed to serve for
love?
Could any moment ever be enough?
He reached for her, knowing he could not possibly remember every
detail, hold onto every sensation.
~I would die without this moment.~ He thought in sudden agony.
Though life would be torture without her.....without this moment
he could not continue.
Life would stop.
Time would stop.
He would stop.
And suddenly he could not say everything he knew he needed to say.
Not with his words or his hands or his kisses.....too much for it to leave his
body and reach her.....
He was simply tangled in the night, tangled in her. Unable to be free, unable to let
go.....unable to sort through it all.
He heard her murmur into their kisses. Crying and feeling joy.
~I know it is foolish to love you......I know it cannot be....but I do...I do....~
Her thoughts surfaced like liquid in his mind, burrowing in till he knew he would lose
himself without her. He would crumble without her inside him this way. And even now
he could feel her starting to pull away.
"No..." He begged, "No don't go....."
She was crying now....silver tears trailing her cheeks. Glimmering like pearls in the
moonlight. He clung to her, begging her to stay.
Praying time to let this moment stand still for all time.
But it was a stolen moment. Every precious second with her was stolen. Unfated, corrupt,
impure. But perfect.
She laid him back then, bared his body and took from him, the one thing she could. Stole
the ultimate moment.
Bliss.
He had only long moments that seemed brief to caress her and hold her tightly to him
before he lay dazed and spent beneath her. Love burning so hotly through his body he
felt it's glow light his skin.
Words much stronger than 'I love you' filled him from her.....etched into his mind
forever--against everything else.
~My beauty, my heart, my mind....my love....~ He returned, lost and drowsy from their
lovemaking.
And she smiled at him suddenly, burning another word into his mind, next to the image of
her face....though she knew it was cruel...and selfish.
~Remember....~
And then with a sudden rush of air he was gone. And she buried her face in her hands at
what she had done.
A forbidden thing. A cruel thing. But she could not resist. Love was too beautiful
and too tempting.
But that did not matter now. He was gone. Forever. And he would not remember, save
for the fleeting image of her face....the vague sensation of her love....
He was back where he truly belonged. In his own time......
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