Going to See Genghis
Feb 4, 2008 9:41:48 GMT -5
Post by Emily on Feb 4, 2008 9:41:48 GMT -5
*Emile found himself drawn to the encampment on the hill--not much had changed, he noted.*
Lying in my bed I hear the clock tick,
And think of you
Caught up in circles...
confusion is nothing new.
*How would he explain it? Could he? And, God, could he resist the urge to throw himself at Genghis? He shivered, recalling the brutal sweetness of the conqueror's touch...the taste of blood upon his tongue.*
Flashback warm nights
Almost left behind
Suitcases of memories,
Time after
*He swallowed and stopped outside the tent, slipping the ring which had made him invisible from his finger and back into his pocket. No sense in alerting the hoardes to the presence of a strange man walking boldly up to their leader's tent.*
Sometimes you picture me
I'm walking too far ahead
You're calling to me, I can't hear
What you've said
Then you say go slow
I fall behind
The second hand unwinds
*Emile ducked through the opening and entered the tent, stopping when he saw Genghis seated before a low table, perusing various maps.*
If you're lost you can look and you will find me
Time after time
If you fall I will catch you I'll be waiting
Time after time
If you're lost you can look and you will find me
Time after time
If you fall I will catch you I'll be waiting
Time after time
"Hello Genghis," *he said quietly. The look of concentration on Genghis' face did something to his heart; as did the shadows of worry and fatigue he read there.*
...because of me? *was all he could wonder.*
After my picture fades and darkness has
Turned to gray
Watching through windows you're wondering
If I'm OK
Secrets stolen from deep inside
The drum beats out of time
If you're lost you can look and you will find me
Time after time
If you fall I will catch you I'll be waiting
Time after time
Yes, *he thought.* I still love him.
Lying in my bed I hear the clock tick,
And think of you
Caught up in circles...
confusion is nothing new.
*How would he explain it? Could he? And, God, could he resist the urge to throw himself at Genghis? He shivered, recalling the brutal sweetness of the conqueror's touch...the taste of blood upon his tongue.*
Flashback warm nights
Almost left behind
Suitcases of memories,
Time after
*He swallowed and stopped outside the tent, slipping the ring which had made him invisible from his finger and back into his pocket. No sense in alerting the hoardes to the presence of a strange man walking boldly up to their leader's tent.*
Sometimes you picture me
I'm walking too far ahead
You're calling to me, I can't hear
What you've said
Then you say go slow
I fall behind
The second hand unwinds
*Emile ducked through the opening and entered the tent, stopping when he saw Genghis seated before a low table, perusing various maps.*
If you're lost you can look and you will find me
Time after time
If you fall I will catch you I'll be waiting
Time after time
If you're lost you can look and you will find me
Time after time
If you fall I will catch you I'll be waiting
Time after time
"Hello Genghis," *he said quietly. The look of concentration on Genghis' face did something to his heart; as did the shadows of worry and fatigue he read there.*
...because of me? *was all he could wonder.*
After my picture fades and darkness has
Turned to gray
Watching through windows you're wondering
If I'm OK
Secrets stolen from deep inside
The drum beats out of time
If you're lost you can look and you will find me
Time after time
If you fall I will catch you I'll be waiting
Time after time
Yes, *he thought.* I still love him.