A b o u t P H A N T O M

allow the vanilla white heavens to illuminate these indefinable eyes..

inoue excell senior neath .
Sixteen (October 19th)
/ MALE
/ Single
/ Ontario , Canada

UPDATE: (november version 2)
my princess, thirteen words
phantom edition


phantom quote; Introduction, the first path; cold winter love :

There are many things that I can do at my own pace
thinking about you makes me feel like doing things that aren't of my own pace
I feel like I need to do these things, but I wonder, is this a pace you are familiar with?
with you here standing on my feet, I feel like I can complete the unfulfilled dreams
me and you are one stop away from moving into emotions that the world can't even grasp to

I wan't to uncover this woman that hides under the sheets
I would like to be the one to reveal your beauty
from the ground upwards, everything is crafted and perfected to be absolute
supple, slender legs that flux in jeans; suitable for dancing a masquerade ball
a torso that can be wrapped with these arms of mine
tender pale wings that mold into your waist like a corset
such a petite pear, moving like a ribbon in the dancing winter tide

I would like to take off those vivid black mittens that contrast while they rest on your cheeks
we communicate a couple steps apart from one another
the snow gets thicker and layered each time our words cluster and remain silent
before we get more distant and get piled in snow
allow me to remove the space between us, leaving only inches for you to move
there should be no same, drop your hands
allow the vanilla white heavens to illuminate these indefinable eyes; alluring and deviant

as the snowflakes scrape our skin, your lips begin to dry and strip
a flesh purple that is marked on your bottom lip, vertically
I immediatly remove the gloves from my skin and clothe your chin with my thumb
masking the rest of my fingers behind
gradually I stop fixating on your eyes and bend my knees, stooping to the bottom right ridge of your neck
with a deep inhale, I pause then exhale slowly onto your skin
I rise my head back up and lose myself into your eyes
as you ponder about the cold taking us both down
I close my eyes slowly, tilt my head to the right once more
and press my lips upon yours, igniting the fireplace of our hearts
I remove my lips from yours, hand from your chin
and cradle you, marinating you in love, times two; I love you

the first path of my illusion; ring of heaven



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