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You gave me sunset love

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She was grass-stained
with bleeding, bare-foot
dreams,

because she’d always said
that shoes were for porcelain girls
afraid of callous skin.

and she was not fear.
not anymore.

when it crept in on white
manicured edges,
she would make lions of trembling girls,
which craved and devoured
from her temples
a sunset-blossom
love.


You can't hurt me anymore.

Alternate title: Since October
(and I'm attached to neither, so suggestions are once again open.)


He said with her I look like a little Chihuahua trying to puff up big enough to become a Bulldog. I thought lions sounded better... perhaps because I want to imagine myself something more beautiful and more powerful than a little dog :giggle: but imagery does not last forever.

It's just been a personal-writing week for me, hasn't it? I've been home sick, and when I have too much time I always reflect on the stupidest of things. I hope this could still be enjoyed, though!

Critique, as always, is much appreciated :blowkiss:
(Also please let me know if I should move this to scraps. I don't think too highly of it, but that may be because of the content.)
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insomniaplague's avatar
You really should feel higher of this, dear--even if the "content" isn't to your liking. (; It's really a rather lovely piece...you created some very appealing imagery here--especially that "manicured edges." I can't put my finger on why, but that line keeps drawing my eyes back. There's something very characteristic about it, something very unique. For me, that polished & white image just hits home with the feeling of all this "porcelain."

In essence, an amazing read. ^^