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Literature Text
I love good perfume.
Not the cheap stuff
that smells like little girls
but the real thing
that only a woman
worth knowing
can pull off.
When its scent
slides down
my throat like
a lover's lips
I feel
beautiful
feminine
sensual
so I touch myself
with fragrance
every night
before bed
and I become
a woman
worth knowing
even if no one
notices
but me.
Not the cheap stuff
that smells like little girls
but the real thing
that only a woman
worth knowing
can pull off.
When its scent
slides down
my throat like
a lover's lips
I feel
beautiful
feminine
sensual
so I touch myself
with fragrance
every night
before bed
and I become
a woman
worth knowing
even if no one
notices
but me.
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Is This Real?
Is This Real?
I was lost and I was afraid,
I was dead inside,
Until that day
You walked toward me,
And I stood there,
I looked like a fool,
But I didn't care
The smile on your face,
Left me gasping, all my breath left me...
A voice inside, suddenly cried:
Is this real?
Or is it just a dream?
Is this real?
The look you give,
When you look at me,
Looking right through everyone,
Like I am the only one you see...
Is this real?
The feelings inside that I feel,
I see you return them,
And it breaks my will
You make me feel alive..
When I thought I had died..
This must be real...
I stroked your hair,
As you held me there,
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This Must Be Real
This Must Be Real
I am lost here,
All by myself
I can't seem,
To find anyone else
Where am I?
Who am I?
Am I still here,
Or have I died?
Is this real?
I see things that I cannot feel
Is this real?
Memories long gone, but with me still
Is this real?
Trapped inside these four walls,
Are haunting reminders of long ago..
This must be real....
The air is damp,
As I catch my breath,
I am leaning forward,
To take my first step
Where am I?
Who am I?
It feels like it's been so long,
Since I last cried...
Am I still here...
Or have I died?
Is this real?
When I see things that I cannot feel?
Is this real?
When fear and reje
Literature
find one real bit of feeling
do me a favor
no more love, no more later
this time, just stay gone
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when i was a girl i used to put on make-up and perfume, because i was so certain that every night when i slept elves and fairies would come and get me, and i just couldn't remember the next morning.
i never really stopped believing this, but figured out later that elves supposedly like natural beauty.
i never really stopped believing this, but figured out later that elves supposedly like natural beauty.