Sleight of hand,
Twist of Fate...
Oh, the magic you create.
In the blink of mine eye,
The things that I miss,
Because I am 
Lost in your kiss.
You taste of love.
You taste of desire.
All that I could ever want,
All I could ever need.
Hold me now so that I never drown,
Only in you.
Tasting the splendor.

You can only survive so long
On dreams and wishes,
And then they die away,
And your reality is
Bare and unwanted
Because nothing ever makes up for
That kind of loss...
Except love.
And all other things that fall under a
Trite form of happiness,
Such as joy and
Peace and
Contentment.

And to strive for these things
Is not unheard of...
Which, in a sense...
Gives another chance
At another dream,
And another loss.

And though all can predict the
Obvious and
Painful outcome 
Of this never-ending,
It is addictive and
I have never been able
To resist.
Have you? 

Chaos - the extremes that
My emotions are always in,
Causing my life
To become such,
And making stability
Undesirable.

Chrysalis - a natural process,
Making change inevitable,
But necessary to achieve
Beauty,
Fate,
Perfection.

When together,
Chaos makes the
Constant, unmoving
Chrysalis into a
Wild, unpredictable, and
Passionate being.
And Chrysalis brings
A sense of stability
To Chaos
Creating the 
Ultimate Paradox.

I am your Chrysalis.
You are my Chaos.

When I think of you,
I feel the power of nature and magic combined.
And love.
The three elements that fuel my life, my heart,
My spirit, my soul, and my beliefs
I find in you.
You are the center of my existence,
Which has become even more worthwhile...
And I find thet my mind cannot,
Will not, stray far
From the feelings you have blessed me with.
If you ever have any doubt about this,
Look inside my heart.
There, you will find,
For all of eternity,
Your name engraved.

Hues of purple and gold intertwine,
To create images of you and I.
Representations of the perfect contrast,
To emulate the complexity.
Showing how the healing power of a lover
Combines with the magic of a string heart and a
Strong mind.

Much like this, and amethyst is the
Perfect compliment to a 
Diamond,
Each enhancing the other's
Perfection,
Until their flawlessness is
Apparent to all, and
Matters to none,
But themselves.

Fire, fury, and flame will
Consume you as it does me.
The hatred in my heart and soul will
Envelop and crush yours,
Devouring and destroying,
Making your soul small and compact,
Minute and petty.
Then, you will find the
So-called emptiness in my
Love and hate and
All other emotions!

And then, my plan would be to
Take my prize and hide it away,
For I certainly don't feel like
Sharing, not with you.
But, because it is you,
No matter what you believe,
My actions are not empty and emotionless.
Therefore...

Fire, fury, and flame will 
Consume me as it does you.
The anger and pain and love and hate in
Your heart and soul will
Envelop and crush mine,
Devouring and destroying,
Making my soul small and compact,
Minute and petty.

Eyes closed, hands folded,
In prayer maybe?
In hope or desire?
Floating on the breeze,
Laying in the wind.
Tenderly carrying me to peace.

Rest in peace, they say...
Is that in Life, or
Death...
In your arms?

Insubordination...
What the hell does that mean?
Does that mean that
I am some mongrel whom you must
Tame, must subject to your will,
So that when the training stops and the
Domination begins, I will be lead by 
You?

Oh, fearless, ignorant leader...
Hear our words of praise that
Come from our soulessness and 
Feed unto you...
See the absence of life in our eyes
As we look upon you with superficial
Love...

But the fire in mine, the
Knowledge and intelligence within me
Will NOT be subdued and 
Surrendered to you...
It is mine!
You will not win.
Victory will be mine, but
No training will be necessary...
For I already see the soulessness
Abound in you...

And with your blank, endless, chilling,
Dead stare...
Oh, fearless leader...


I smile disarmingly,
Charmingly,
With the intent of 
Fooling you and I,
Telling the world that I am
Happy and satisfied and
Full of confidence.
But, neither of us can be
Decieved so easily.

My eyes are the
Windows to my soul,
Stained-glass green that they are.
Through these windows and my
Plastic smile,
You can see the cracks in my composure.
As the glass breaks,
I have no idea who threw the
First stone,
But I know who holds the pieces.

Can you put them back together?
Can I?
Can we?
The shape of my soul has shifted, and
Its windows are a
Learned, mature jade.

Choose the sky...
And live with the possibility that you might
Plummet to the earth.
Or, perhaps,
Fly even higher, surpassing the
Greatest expectations of all,
Especially your own.
Living out your dreams with the
Knowledge that life-long
Paradise is attainable
Among friends and family and
All those you love.

Choose the earth...
And feel the confines of the
Limitations and boundaries
As you look up.
Have your feet planted on the ground,
Living in contentment, if you will,
Stagnation...

Well, whatever happens in your
Life, you
Choose, you decide,
You live...

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