For My Goddess. Perhaps You Don't Know How Masterfully Crafted You Are. How Amazingly Vivid You Have

For my Goddess. Perhaps you don't know how masterfully crafted you are. How amazingly vivid you have become. And that is alright. I'll be your mirror. Refelct in me. I'll be your canvas, color yourself as deep and as right as you need to. Just don't ever think for a minute you are dull.....that you are sullen....that you are soiled. You are a Masterpiece.

When we are apart, distance makes the heart grow~

If a star fell for every time I thought of you, the sky would be empty. aaayyeeee

Never empty, for I would replinsh the sky every moment I yearned for you. Only a star could burn whiter than my skin while you exist on earth.

Day 3

“Perhaps I am chasing a fallacy. A once nostalgic time that has fleeted some years ago. Who is to know? I certainly dont.” /Maah darts his chin upward in a beckoning motion, lips pursed. ~Ah, like this?~ A feminine voice whispered laced in insecurity and tropical trident. He’d been stanionary for 12 minutes now. His face cloacked by the plactic and polymer bulk of a Fijitsume-15.2 polarized mechanic. Only his right cheek and a tuft of Blonde hair protruding gave his current muse affirmation he existed./ “Hungry?” /A soft hiss could be heard leaving his lips as if daring a reponse. It never came. Good. He was clear to continue his inqusition without tit for tat./ “There has to be reason why YOU decided that during a bust collage, your jaw grinding against a horrid artificial watermelon substance would be wise? Perhaps looking like a horse was yoyr goal today. YAH!” /He pointed sharply his left middle finger, snatching his face from behind the LCD screen to stare starkly/ “Go spit that out, Saem. Sheesh. Must I endure you sounding like wet puss for 5 more minutes?” ~Excuse you?~ /Saem cocked a soft arched brow before grabbing a nearby toilette and doing as instructed. Maah cringed momentarily, both at the sight of a spittle laiden parcel of gum coming from between Dolce K painted lips and the thought of her being involved in oral./ “You always do this. I always go through fire when doing your photos.” /She shrugged before returning to her graceful posture, situating her eyes about the glass lense. He returned his grief stricken face to the viewer before smiling widely. Sure this woman annoyed his soul but she definitely knew how to get him to focus. 12 minutes of staring and not finding his perfect angle made him stagnant. The gum was just the right distraction to rip his eye from the viewer and refresh his mind. Perfect./ “There, there…… ah, got it!” /In the flicker of LED lights, She was immortalized in plum grandeur and he could relax/ “This should be a great shot for this years Plume exhibition. If you need me to use any other shots let me know. Itzhara’s Museum website will need some updating soon.” ~Sure! I’ve gotta get going. I have to oversee two more imports but I appreciate the short notice accommodation, Maah. Life saver is an understatement. Take care and make sure you clean your dorm, its filthy.~ “Yeah, yeah….there is method to my maddness. Close the door on the way out please? Take care.” /He gripped the older woman in a soft hug before retracting into a bow. She was gone before he could lift his head and the door left ajar. She never listens. But boy does she pay well./

Mi corazon. Te quiero mucho, Mami. Podrá nublarse el sol eternamente; Podrá secarse en un instante el mar; Podrá romperse el eje de la tierra Como un débil cristal. ¡Todo sucederá! Podrá la muerte cubrirme con su fúnebre crespón; pero jamás en mí podrá apagarse la llama de tu amor.

Are you cold, princess?

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