Written by : Mia Insomnia - Friday, 5th March 2010.
"As the winter winds litter London with lonely hearts, oh the warmth on your eyes swept me into your arms... Was it love or fear of the cold that led us through the night? For every kiss your beauty trumped my doubt."
The soft, enchanting voice was so clear and closed to his sensitive ears. It was like a spell that flew off invisibly in the air during this time of winter. The snowflakes were everywhere, blazes had just started, and the wind blew in so strongly. But for Dylan, the voice of Sierra was the coldest and loudest thing he could hear, and without him wanting to, he was beginning to fall for the spell. The enchanting, irresistible singing voice of an angel.
Not to mention the meaning behind every special, little words she just sang out. The lyrics that she mentioned she had fallen in love with, which she stated as the best one ever released in the world at the moment. She pronounced every each of them with such great softness, even the flow of the waterfall weren't able to detect her. Her lips formed with every tuned she made, every little pitch she put. It was amazing to see even her face stayed as calm as the serene, frozen water. The angelic smiles that played on her full, red lips, connected to her naturally green, as green as the forest eyes and every pretty, stepping movement she made on the noiseless puddle of snow below.
As if there was a spotlight shining on her, she'd be a fairy coming out of a five year old girl book, with her enchanting voices, beautifully, less compared figure and the pretty step dancing she did. She was an angel, he wanted to believe.
"Stop singing, Sierra..." He groaned softly. His face straight ahead, didn't have the intention to turn to see her vulnerable, young, sweet face making a pout. Sierra didn't seem to listen to her partner, instead continued her humming and turning around to make a dancing circle with her winter coat.
Dylan swallowed, still feeling it was impossible to resist his own, true desire now. But he tried, he had to. Sierra smiled, as if understanding him and made a little laugh that sounded like a beautiful sonnet.
"Am I driving you crazy, Dylan?" Eventually ignoring his stiffness, she hoped and landed beside him. Her soft hands wrapping Dylan's and he had the urge to sweep her off of the snow ground into his warm hands.
"A lot." He said, breathing uneasy. Even if he had all the desires building up inside him, Dylan didn't show an attempt to move his arms away. He stayed there where he was, and both the young couple kept walking through the cold, winter night. As they usually did.
It was Sierra's whole idea and desire. She wanted to have a night walk during winter and autumn with the one she loved. Only a night walk, she said, but Dylan couldn't help of wishing more.
"Why don't you try to kiss me then? Or hug me?" That sentenced somehow had made Dylan froze than the frozen ices beneath him. He was surprised by the statement asked from Sierra's little mouth toward him. It was never there before.
"Sierra?" He had to make sure.
"Here, darling." She giggled and waved her little fingers in front of his face. And without any warning at all, she stood on her tip-toed and leaned in to kiss the corner of his lips. Not fully in the middle, just the right corner, but already Dylan felt like a lightning striking him at that very moment. As slowly as a timer could count, he moved his hands up toward her neck, where he could feel Sierra's little shudder. But her eyes were glittering with awe.
"You don't make me do something I don't want to, Sierra." Dylan's voice was even softer now. But Sierra's mouth hang open and she jumped up and down on her little feet. Her hands all over Dylan's broad chest.
"Dylan! Don't you know that you are also driving me crazy right here at this moment?" With wide eyes, Sierra cupped her hands on her neck and sighed loudly. Moving his arms away, she stepped back a little.
"Or do I have to sing again for you?" She asked.
"Sierra..." Dylan felt his heartbeat lost it's own rhythm; he just want her in his arms now. But instead, Sierra made another pretty dancing steps she knew before singing her favourite song.
"And my head told my heart, 'let love grow', but my heart told my head, 'this time no, this time no..." With one beautiful last circle, Sierra stopped directly in front of Dylan in time where he caught her in his arms. As tightly as he could, Dylan cuddled his loved in his arms and planted kisses in every inches of her face. The road was empty, and the snow and cold seemed to understand their truly desire; everything suddenly went warm and beautiful surrounding them.
Sierra caught a breath before she could meet her lips with him, and then smiled as he frowned.
"This time yes?" She asked, her voice full with enchanting spells, and Dylan wanted to faint and fall for it already.
Impatiently, he nodded vigorously and kissed the tip of her nose before adding, "This time you're mine, this time I'm yours and this time yes, yes for making true love."
Sierra smiled was captured fully by Dylan, and he wasn't about to let go. For once, Dylan felt all freely to move and touch Sierra anywhere he wanted. He thought it would be years and years of waiting for him to be able to do that, but he didn't realize his angel her self was in true desire that he had contain ever since he met her. Now everything was easier for them.
Sierra could sing any song she liked every time they went out for a walk, and that means, Dylan could do just anything he wanted whenever he heard her enchanting, spell of voices giving him the desires.
Nothing could stop them now. Not them, their selves.
"As the winter winds litter London with lonely hearts, oh the warmth on your eyes swept me into your arms... Was it love or fear of the cold that led us through the night? For every kiss your beauty trumped my doubt."
The soft, enchanting voice was so clear and closed to his sensitive ears. It was like a spell that flew off invisibly in the air during this time of winter. The snowflakes were everywhere, blazes had just started, and the wind blew in so strongly. But for Dylan, the voice of Sierra was the coldest and loudest thing he could hear, and without him wanting to, he was beginning to fall for the spell. The enchanting, irresistible singing voice of an angel.
Not to mention the meaning behind every special, little words she just sang out. The lyrics that she mentioned she had fallen in love with, which she stated as the best one ever released in the world at the moment. She pronounced every each of them with such great softness, even the flow of the waterfall weren't able to detect her. Her lips formed with every tuned she made, every little pitch she put. It was amazing to see even her face stayed as calm as the serene, frozen water. The angelic smiles that played on her full, red lips, connected to her naturally green, as green as the forest eyes and every pretty, stepping movement she made on the noiseless puddle of snow below.
As if there was a spotlight shining on her, she'd be a fairy coming out of a five year old girl book, with her enchanting voices, beautifully, less compared figure and the pretty step dancing she did. She was an angel, he wanted to believe.
"Stop singing, Sierra..." He groaned softly. His face straight ahead, didn't have the intention to turn to see her vulnerable, young, sweet face making a pout. Sierra didn't seem to listen to her partner, instead continued her humming and turning around to make a dancing circle with her winter coat.
Dylan swallowed, still feeling it was impossible to resist his own, true desire now. But he tried, he had to. Sierra smiled, as if understanding him and made a little laugh that sounded like a beautiful sonnet.
"Am I driving you crazy, Dylan?" Eventually ignoring his stiffness, she hoped and landed beside him. Her soft hands wrapping Dylan's and he had the urge to sweep her off of the snow ground into his warm hands.
"A lot." He said, breathing uneasy. Even if he had all the desires building up inside him, Dylan didn't show an attempt to move his arms away. He stayed there where he was, and both the young couple kept walking through the cold, winter night. As they usually did.
It was Sierra's whole idea and desire. She wanted to have a night walk during winter and autumn with the one she loved. Only a night walk, she said, but Dylan couldn't help of wishing more.
"Why don't you try to kiss me then? Or hug me?" That sentenced somehow had made Dylan froze than the frozen ices beneath him. He was surprised by the statement asked from Sierra's little mouth toward him. It was never there before.
"Sierra?" He had to make sure.
"Here, darling." She giggled and waved her little fingers in front of his face. And without any warning at all, she stood on her tip-toed and leaned in to kiss the corner of his lips. Not fully in the middle, just the right corner, but already Dylan felt like a lightning striking him at that very moment. As slowly as a timer could count, he moved his hands up toward her neck, where he could feel Sierra's little shudder. But her eyes were glittering with awe.
"You don't make me do something I don't want to, Sierra." Dylan's voice was even softer now. But Sierra's mouth hang open and she jumped up and down on her little feet. Her hands all over Dylan's broad chest.
"Dylan! Don't you know that you are also driving me crazy right here at this moment?" With wide eyes, Sierra cupped her hands on her neck and sighed loudly. Moving his arms away, she stepped back a little.
"Or do I have to sing again for you?" She asked.
"Sierra..." Dylan felt his heartbeat lost it's own rhythm; he just want her in his arms now. But instead, Sierra made another pretty dancing steps she knew before singing her favourite song.
"And my head told my heart, 'let love grow', but my heart told my head, 'this time no, this time no..." With one beautiful last circle, Sierra stopped directly in front of Dylan in time where he caught her in his arms. As tightly as he could, Dylan cuddled his loved in his arms and planted kisses in every inches of her face. The road was empty, and the snow and cold seemed to understand their truly desire; everything suddenly went warm and beautiful surrounding them.
Sierra caught a breath before she could meet her lips with him, and then smiled as he frowned.
"This time yes?" She asked, her voice full with enchanting spells, and Dylan wanted to faint and fall for it already.
Impatiently, he nodded vigorously and kissed the tip of her nose before adding, "This time you're mine, this time I'm yours and this time yes, yes for making true love."
Sierra smiled was captured fully by Dylan, and he wasn't about to let go. For once, Dylan felt all freely to move and touch Sierra anywhere he wanted. He thought it would be years and years of waiting for him to be able to do that, but he didn't realize his angel her self was in true desire that he had contain ever since he met her. Now everything was easier for them.
Sierra could sing any song she liked every time they went out for a walk, and that means, Dylan could do just anything he wanted whenever he heard her enchanting, spell of voices giving him the desires.
Nothing could stop them now. Not them, their selves.
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