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Title: "Don't"
Pairing: C/Z
Rating: G
My heart sees what’s invisible to my eyes.
You don’t quite know how to feel …
Don’t be always that realistic.
Vision gives us the impulse
to make pictures our own.
To me imagination is like
breathing …
Your imagination is
out of focus –
still.
That’s why you won’t depend
on your eyes.
That’s why you won’t believe
that there's something going on
between us.
Let your visions flow …
dare to dream…
For quite a time the silence
isn’t the same anymore.
I don’t count my
innumerable deaths
when we say
good-bye.
Not anymore.
Don’t step back.
Don’t be afraid.
Love makes us whole
and complete.
There are memories –
memories deep in my heart.
I remember your trembling lips
soft and cool
gentle but demanding.
Didn’t you enjoy this one kiss?
Don’t let this first kiss be our last…
Please…
Do you really want to be alone?
Do you like your company in empty moments?
I don’t believe it, Zeke.
I just don’t …
I can’t believe it.
I know you
will stand
in the centre of the
burning fire.
With me.
The time will come
you’ll know this, too.
Sometimes I’m so
stupidly happy
because of the beauty
of my dreams.
Maybe some day
I’ll have the courage
to tell you
how
I feel...
I hope the week started very well for you. Oh my, I don't like Mondays THAT much...
Good night, my friends!
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In the center of the
burning fire
With me.
The time will come
you'll know this too.
So beautiful, Juls. Your poems touch my heart.
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Date: 2008-09-02 08:25 pm (UTC)From:no subject
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Date: 2008-09-02 12:31 am (UTC)From:breathing …
Oh, Casey! *hugs him up*!! Don't worry, Zeke will come to you, all breathless and in love!! :D
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Date: 2008-09-02 08:26 pm (UTC)From:no subject
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Date: 2008-09-02 08:26 pm (UTC)From:*hugs tight*
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Date: 2008-09-02 11:18 pm (UTC)From: (Anonymous)no subject
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Date: 2008-09-02 03:08 am (UTC)From:You leave me speechless with your amazing poems - so packed with love and emotion and beauty. Casey's dreams are going to come true - and the reality will be even more beautiful than the dreams. *happy sigh*
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Date: 2008-09-02 08:28 pm (UTC)From:For Casey and Zeke their reality are like dreams, don't you think :-) *hugs you again*
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Date: 2008-09-02 06:15 am (UTC)From:Your words are truly a gift. *kisses*
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Date: 2008-09-02 08:29 pm (UTC)From:*clings to you*
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Date: 2008-09-02 07:21 pm (UTC)From:My heart sees what’s invisible to my eyes.
Belief and instinct come first for Casey. He is not fooled for long by outward appearances but sees people's hearts.
To me imagination is like
breathing …
I couldn't help thinking of Casey's photography with the reference to pictures and Zeke's imagination being 'out of focus'. As if the imagination is a tool, a special lens through which the true nature of things can be seen.
Let your visions flow …
dare to dream…
You can feel the longing as he urges Zeke to believe in what they can become.
I don’t count my
innumerable deaths
when we say
good-bye.
What a mysterious phrase. Is it that every 'goodbye' is a little death, but not now he knows that none of those goodbyes is forever?
I know you
will stand
in the centre of the
burning fire.
With me.
This makes me think that they are preparing to face some challenge. The invasion? Or just the challenge of acknowledging how they feel?
I remember your trembling lips
soft and cool
gentle but demanding.
Didn’t you enjoy this one kiss?
Don’t let this first kiss be our last…
Please…
I wonder when they kissed - in the stress before the confrontation? Since? And why is Zeke now resisting what that implied? It's all a mystery but Casey's feelings are so clear and he has such a strong flame of hope.
Sometimes I’m so
stupidly happy
because of the beauty
of my dreams.
It is such a killer that at the end it seems that these are just his thoughts, the voice in his dreams, and that he has not yet shared these feelings with Zeke. I hope he does and Zeke can trust his dreams too.
Thank you, Julchen. Another lovely poem to dream on! *hugs*
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Date: 2008-09-02 08:32 pm (UTC)From:I was so hoping it gives you something to think about and to dream on, it seems it worked :-)
"It is such a killer that at the end it seems that these are just his thoughts, the voice in his dreams..."
Dreams can be magical, right? Some dreams feel so true and some dreams even come true...
I think their time will come when they are dreaming together ...
like we do...
Thank you, sweetheart! *hugs back very tight and very long*