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Say I Love YouScream I love you from the mountain up high.
Words with such beauty cause my soul to fly.
Say I love you even if you are at sea.
I long for a time when you can be with me.
Shout I love you across the whole wide world.
I remember the time we looked at the stars, fingers curled.
Sing the three words I love you.
I know in my heart our love is true.
Whisper I love you so only I can hear.
How precious are seconds that you are near.
Echo back I love you to me.
For then I know we are always ment to be.
Into the MusicI feel sick and lonely sometimes,
We all do.
But I may handle it differently
Than you two.
I listen to music
And let it take over.
It seems to give my body and soul
A whole new makeover.
The beat sinks deep within me
And destroys my fears
While the world around me
Wavers and disappears.
The lyrics are my new home,
My troubles all cease.
I stop thinking and wondering
And my mind seems to temporarily decease.
Away from my family
And obtrusive friends,
My life takes a quick but deep turn
And my heart quickly mends.
No more shouting or yelling
Just beautiful notes,
Crisp and clear.
The melody flows like a river
All soft and smooth.
Music fills my ears
Which strengthens and soothes.
I slowly release the headphones
And put my iPod away.
But the music lives on within me
Every second of every day.
How It Began"God, your two o'clock is here."
"I have a two o'clock?"
"He's been here since 7:45. I figured it's only polite to... sir."
God sighed. "Fine, send him in."
While He waited God cleared His desk of papers and blueprints; no need for outsiders to see His plans. Soon enough the door to His office opened and God stood, smiled, held out a hand towards one of the two visitor's chairs.
"God! Great stuff you're doing in sector 2-7-0! Great stuff!"
The man's hands were clammy, his handshake limp. Rumpled suit, porkpie hat, briefcase... oh Jes-- oh dear, a salesman. God's smile slipped a little but He soldiered on gamely. With luck He could shoo the poor guy away in a few minutes.
"So, what can I do for you?"
The man sat, briefcase across his knees. "Sector 2-7-0! Everyone's talking about it! What do you call it? Man and merman?"
"Man and woman, actually. And thanks. But we're pretty busy around here, and..."
"Oh! Right! No time for the wicked, eh?" The salesman winked and popped his briefcase,
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