SCARlet’s Sermons..

Beautiful, beautiful nude. I love this picture.. In all honesty if, this time last year you asked what I thought about Bill Murphy I would have looked at you blankly and maybe BS’d a while until you hinted that he was an artist. At which point I probably would have BS’d a bit more. Yeah, I painted/drew a version of this for my AS art unit 1 (Then I dropped out of school.. Sh), and I loved this picture. I don’t normally have any issues with nudity in art, and I certainly didn’t with this. It’s strange, someone shows me a catgirl from aerisdies.com (NSFW) and for some inexplicable reason I feel threatened, no matter how innocent the image is, the girl in the picture just makes me mad. They’re always cute, or hot, but I seem to have this unexplained anger towards it, a real feeling of insecurity. It’s insane. But that didn’t happen with this nude.. I think perhaps the title had something to do with it.. The idea that this girl was merely a dream, never to be realised seems to calm me somewhat. Odd, I know. The colour around the face excites me (Part of the reason my study was simply of the face rather than the full painting, this wasn’t prudishness I assure you), and I hope you’ll find it as beautiful as I do.

(If you want to see my version of this painting, add me on MSN and ask for it, or email me with a request =] elfgirl13_298@hotmail.com )

Take me back to love with me and you…

I used to be in love with your sound,

The way it tumbled round

Crashing down

Halfway drowned my semi-developed consciousness in brilliance.

There was this place I had to be,

Submerging myself in you,

Feeling awe as beautiful car crash collages invented music,

Broke free to dance in graceful accidents,

Hurled beauty at anyone who cared to listen,

Let go of the everything mundanely described

And unleashed its fury onto a canvas of exploding, heart-fueled desire.

I used to be swept away in the moon-draped satin dresses of never ending romance-laden

melodies you wore to bed.

Tingling like the fire of red sunsets painted on desert skies,

Slowly darkening into night,

Dwindling with my sight

Where all is silent,

Hushed,

Expectant and searching.

Sometimes I close my eyes now and drop weary hands,

Lay a tired brain on my pillow

And forget the heat of dreaming

As I rise to a sleepy dawn

But at the back of every yawn

Each stretch of stiff, stale muscles,

Corpuscles pumping and thumping in a chest pounding out of obligation,

There is the the memory,

The resonance,

The residual signature of completed stories,

Shared tastebud delicacies,

Two pairs of eyes brightening to envelop the stunning wonder of naked intimacy.

And I don’t want to settle for half-finished attempts or unspoken worlds

Trapped in the cages of a soul that’s spent its worth.

Unburden my fears!

Release the nearness of touching skin,

Tender vibrations pulsing their rhythm around daylight

And fingers sunk in the valleys of pleasant fruits.

Tear off the suit of me having thought I saw

Or already heard the freshness

Of every time your voice comes bounding into my garden!

Take me back to love with me and you.

Say the words you said when it was new.

I want to deluge entire cities with the sounds and stories of your never-ending acceptance,

Hear nations shout and sing,

Bring you treasures of every imagined color, shape and cultural earthquake of unbridled joy.

Don’t let me forget my own life in this offering of thankfulness.

Cause if I haven’t emptied out the vast expanse,

My most wildly turbulent dance uttered by trembling lips,

Ignited flamethrower fingertips of passion paid for at my own expense,

Then I’m not giving you unbridled honor that you so definitely deserve

I want to be in love with your sound,

Reverberating from my mouth to the ends of the earth.

Because it reminds me of how hopelessly I’m lost,

How I’ll never be able to described,

How desperately I’m in love with you.

Take me back to love with me and you.

Say the words you said when it was new.

Take me back to love with me and you.

Won’t you say the words you said when it was new.

Cause I’m in love with you,

I’m in love with you…

Bright eyes sparkling
Soft lips smiling
Warm hands touching
Holding me close.

As my unknown future stretches before me, I see hopes and dreams but the paths to them are lost. With so many to please I’m afraid I’m not good enough, that I’ll disappoint the one who means the most to me. I’m scared that if I try and keep everyone happy I’ll lose myself, lose him in a sea of expectant faces. Yet, here I am clinging on desperately, I’d do anything to make him happy, to keep him mine forever, because I’ve never loved like this before, I’ve never BEEN loved like this before. Goodbye to all I know is the only way I can find a path to his arms, and that path is so dangerous. One day I’ll get there though, I have to, just one step at a time, and eventually my life will be his too, I can share every night with him.

I just have to keep trying.

Could you listen to me all night long?

Would you stay awake and wipe my tears?

Would you hold me, lost for words?

Whisper that we can make it?

Could you kiss me, touch me, love me?

Because I don’t want this night to ever end..

I want to be here in your arms forever..

Before tomorrow steals you away..

Forcing us apart just pushes me closer to him..
The pain is intense but I won’t give in..
And as blood drips down fucked up wrists
I’ll whisper; Are you happy now?

Build your fortress
Hide away
Cry for help
Seek attention
Be a slut
Find “The One”
Hope it never-

Envious eyes, telling Envy’s lies,
I’m a whore, still unsure,
Of what I’ve become, the two being one,
And I fear, did you hear?
Words of hate, spilled too late..
I am alone.

Hold me close, don’t let me go,
And we’ll fly, free ourselves,
Be free to be together,
No distance, no person could stop us..
If only we could just fly away..