Aria-Blade

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Sounds of Summer by Aria-Blade, literature

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Sounds of Summer

A soft flowery dress swirls around my knees in the warm wind. A voice, and a hand on my thigh "No underwear, eh?" Kisses up and down my neck like the flutter of butterfly wings. One more passionate night in a too-hot bed The slide of slick limbs that gleam under moonlight Soft moans of passion and a single daisy chain hung on the wardrobe door. Images filter past as beads of a bracelet through my fingers Sat on a hammock, waiting for a dream. Dreams Seem so much more likely when they are conceived And of course, that must mean they are on their way. Timeless in turn, as all summers are Except this one holds promise of more summers

The Perfect Weekend by Aria-Blade, literature

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The Perfect Weekend

We walked in the woods with the dog, made love among the bluebells. We stayed in bed all day, talking, laughing, making fun of each other Playing lovers games. The kind that mean nothing to anybody else in the world But when you are there it means everything to you, and to your lover. I can feel two heartbeats, bigger lungs filling when I breathe Somebody elses eyes on me when I take off my clothes Larger hands than mine spreading soap on my skin when I bathe Different breathing in my ears as I fall asleep. I dream too. I dream of his touch. I dream of his erection pressing between my legs, The giving of my flesh as it slides into

Se pour reveiller dans l'amour by Aria-Blade, literature

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Se pour reveiller dans l'amour

After peaceful dreams, he wakes slowly. Not yet…I'm not awake yet. A squishy object, furry in his arms, to cuddle... but she has gone. A frown appears, then smooths out as he realises she has not left, she cannot have left Not my girl. She isn't here; but she has left her teddy in my arms. He waits, dozing, warm and loved. The white teddy smells of her. A moment later a sound; the door opens. The bed dips to his left as she sits down Still naked; his fingers brush warm, soft skin. So soft... Like an Angel, a Goddess. I don't deserve her. He puts his hands on her sides, next to her breasts Strokes her slowly. She is exqu

My Heart by Aria-Blade, literature

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My Heart

My heart; my most precious possession. I am giving it to you. It is yours. You may fill it to the brim with your love Then it will grow so you may fill it again And again and again forever. You may prick it with a needle and burst it Let all the love you have given flood out to touch other people Let it spread. You may break it, shatter it Hammer it to dust and blow it away across the sea So that it touches everything, feels everything, everywhere. You may bury it to grow Turn it into a huge tree to shade our lives together To nurture us in return. You may wear it as jewelery Hang it on a chain around your neck or wrist Flau

My Left Side is Cold by Aria-Blade, literature

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My Left Side is Cold

A shimmer of goosebumps envelop my left ankle, rippling up my leg towards my hip. There seems to be no blanket at all; I'm lying by a cold wall and shivering As the chill sliding over my skin dredges me reluctantly out of sleep. My lover is peacefully asleep, his mouth slightly open, his hand holding one of mine His breathing seems to echo; there is no other sound in the room... So, to the cold. It comes in waves from the windows from behind the yellow blind to dance across my body My left side. Just my left side. I realise he has cocooned himself in our bedcovers. Our bedcovers... our bed... me and my love

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James by Aria-Blade, literature

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James

I caught your look on the way to the bar to get some more beers. A hot look; a look that said something I felt I shouldn't want to hear. It was a party; My boyfriend was there. You were his best friend... Off limits to the likes of me anyway. So I contented myself with glances And I fell asleep in your bed. But nothing happened. We spoke often, and became friends. Good friends. You lived up north, far away. But then my boyfriend and I broke up, and you came down for the summer. I asked if I you'd come and see me as a joke I didn't expect you but you came. A sunny monday; i was lying under a tree in my garden Snoozing with a book

Beauty by Aria-Blade, literature

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Beauty

Beauty. The shape of a face, or the beliefs behind it? So many strive for it, so few achieve it. We come to look at people's faces, not their souls We examine their clothes and not their hearts. To many, beauty comes hand in hand with trust. Is it so easy to trust beautiful people? I know many beautiful people. They are not models They don't spend hours a day making sure they are utterly immaculate They simply emanate love, all around. Beauty is seen; Love is felt. Yet to many lovers The two are interchangable And indistinguishable. And love? Ready to protect and not to abscond Ready to support and not to judge Ready to put al

Echo and Ayorey by Aria-Blade, literature

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Echo and Ayorey

Echo spotted the Temple first, squinting through the snow. "Ayorey, look!" The bear turned his huge head along the line of her fingers. It sat like a diamond in a setting on the mountainside; the roof was domed, set in many facets and made of quartz. Below was a circular marble wall, and a stone archway enclosed by a heavy wooden door. Echo felt peculiar; as if she was about faint. "Are you all right?" Ayorey asked her. "Could this be the end of it all, Ayorey? Are you sure you want to do it?" "For you, Echo." She couldn't speak; tears beckoned. She wondered if finally they could be free together, wondered if this was the end to all

Better Left Forgotten by Aria-Blade, literature

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Better Left Forgotten

My belly burns. I feel so weak, blinded by pain, blinded by loss. I can feel hot liquid on my thighs, i can hear a heartbeat that isn't my own... What is happening to me? It stops. Slows, then stops. There is silence in my head and in my belly once again. The pain remains, I call the doctor and she comes, concerned. So much blood. I don't show her the blood. Morphine knocks me out; I come round to a haze of pain and a felling of emptiness that I don't understand. I back to the doctor. "Miscarriage". "8 weeks pregnant". Of all the words I expected to hear, those were not among them. She explains, quietly and slowly. A realisation c

My Left Side is Cold by Aria-Blade, literature

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My Left Side is Cold

My Heart by Aria-Blade, literature

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My Heart

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About Aria-Blade

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United Kingdom
Deviant for 18 years
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Current Residence: Kent
Favourite genre of music: WAY too many!
Favourite photographer: Sarah Dunford :)
Personal Quote: "The Ark was built by amateurs... the Titanic was built by professionals."

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Too many...

Tools of the Trade

Pencil, paper, soul... and sometimes a small digital camera ;)

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Music, art, literature, dance. I can occasionally be accused of music.

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Aria-Blade

Jun 3, 2006

Today...

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Sitting at the computer, writing a CV, revising in the sun, barbeque with Danny (boyfriend), Dave (mate/pet/monkey butler) and Sue (boyfriend's mum) later on... Its a good day, but for the fact that Danny is 17 in a week and I've got no idea what to get him! I have been trying.... Argh! What do you buy for the man who has a lot of things, and what he doesn't have he doesn't want? :confused: Mmmm it finally feels like summer. No shitty weather today :snowing: :sun:Summer...:sun:   Flowers // Dresses       Bare Feet // Light Breeze           Loved-up Days // Passionate Nights                Daisy Chains // Soft kisses              

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Aria-Blade

May 14, 2006

Happiness

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Simply put, a weekend with my boyfriend. A weekend of pure togetherness and I love him.

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Aria-Blade

Mar 25, 2006

Waiting...

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Danny is at work, I am on his laptop delivering poetry and photographs to the masses (or so i'd like to think) and trying my best not to grab my coat and run out into the rain all the way to his work and drag him home again... Revision is doing my head in anyway. I'm a total love fool and it's fantastic. It makes me buzz when he says 'our room' or 'our bed' or our somethingelse... pathetic, but i am unashamed. I'll leave soon to go and collect him despite the pouring rain and my white shirt. Because all I can do is love him as much as he loves me... and then write about it.

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Jun 21, 2009

Nice favorites - you have great taste

Aria-Blade

Jul 16, 2006

I AM MOVING!!! for some reason my computer doesn't like my Aria-Blade account so i am now to be found at SweetBlueSoul. I still live in the same place though, and i'm gonna move my gallery, or most of it (the bits i like!)
Love to all xxxxxxxxxx