Post by Muse on Mar 11, 2011 7:46:40 GMT 10
Title: Somewhere Else, Faraway
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 267
Pairing: Dom/Evin--Team Underpants
Round/Fight: 1/A
Summary: “Now you go somewhere else, faraway, I don’t know if I will find you”: He contemplates love across distance. (Part of “If I Never See Your Face Again” prompt cycle; lyrics by Maroon 5.)
All of the love ballades I’ve ever heard despair over a love lost. Love has gone, left them, heading for the sunset or the greener grass, and the songs lament how many the miles that separate what could have been fate.
Such is the way of star-crossed nonsense, of hogwash and pretty little nothings and poetic drivel that dries and shrivels the ears and the heart.
I should know; I’ve heard it all before and more, grew up on it, dined it, refined it, spoke it with clear words and a spun sugar tongue until I more than half believed it.
Ah, perfection; wing’d away on soaring wind, flight achieved. I, alone, sit here and wonder at the spaces between the stars, where love once burned. Now only cold remains, the color of a fire long dead, reflect to me the heart that once beat.
Or perhaps,
Oh distance, what a master are you, who gives delight in land between work and play, while with the same hand draws my lady away.
No, I have not tasted of this wine, of fantastical language, for a time. I have no more drunken, misbegotten ideas, no lusts or longings as the ballades I once sang.
No, for I know a colder truth; I’ve met a harder mistress. Worse than longing across distance, worse than wandering though I wonder still that I might not find you. I fear how on that day when you go away, it won’t be across the country, riding with the Own.
No, on that day your eyes will cut across and stare straight on through.
QC by: journeycat
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 267
Pairing: Dom/Evin--Team Underpants
Round/Fight: 1/A
Summary: “Now you go somewhere else, faraway, I don’t know if I will find you”: He contemplates love across distance. (Part of “If I Never See Your Face Again” prompt cycle; lyrics by Maroon 5.)
All of the love ballades I’ve ever heard despair over a love lost. Love has gone, left them, heading for the sunset or the greener grass, and the songs lament how many the miles that separate what could have been fate.
Such is the way of star-crossed nonsense, of hogwash and pretty little nothings and poetic drivel that dries and shrivels the ears and the heart.
I should know; I’ve heard it all before and more, grew up on it, dined it, refined it, spoke it with clear words and a spun sugar tongue until I more than half believed it.
Ah, perfection; wing’d away on soaring wind, flight achieved. I, alone, sit here and wonder at the spaces between the stars, where love once burned. Now only cold remains, the color of a fire long dead, reflect to me the heart that once beat.
Or perhaps,
Oh distance, what a master are you, who gives delight in land between work and play, while with the same hand draws my lady away.
No, I have not tasted of this wine, of fantastical language, for a time. I have no more drunken, misbegotten ideas, no lusts or longings as the ballades I once sang.
No, for I know a colder truth; I’ve met a harder mistress. Worse than longing across distance, worse than wandering though I wonder still that I might not find you. I fear how on that day when you go away, it won’t be across the country, riding with the Own.
No, on that day your eyes will cut across and stare straight on through.
QC by: journeycat