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The mortal who caught a gods heart (part 2)
I feel the rain soak my hair and cloths like it wised to undress me, it was sinful but felt nice, I craved the touch. I look up seeing her in a white dress, it rested a over her mid thigh as she sat in the rain, the grass around her was wet, her hair was out and rested on her shoulders hugging her. I walk closer but feel my body become heavy, she looks at me, I want to scream her eyes are black and gone blood painted her cheek, I felt rage and saw my enemy holding her eyes, her whimpers reached my ears and I felt like I was being stabbed, she screamed it was like I was bing stabbed multiple times then I fell backwards it went black. I jolt up feeling sweat coat my forehead and I see her laying in her red silk gown fast asleep, my eyes watered. I moved closer resting my chest on her back, I placed small kisses on her bare shoulder as I went to Enter twine our fingers. She moved slightly her voice was small and precious “ what’s the matter my love” I kissed her cheek and ear gently “ I had a dream my love” I felt myself break, before a god that fears not a soul only feared to loose a soul, I could bring her back from the dead but to fail her the first time would break me. She woke up more bringing me close and hums “ do not cry my love I’m here” I shake and grip her arms bring her closer as I kiss her more and more “ you were so beautiful in your dress” I sobbed my words “ you..you..you looked so beautiful in the rain why did he hurt you” her face held sadness as if she saw my dream as if her eyes were really take and she was stabbed, I felt a heat rise in my chest and my cries became more desperate “ I failed you, I failed you” she places small kisses in my bare chest and shoulders “ it was only a dream my love, you will never fail me” I hide my face In her neck and sob “ you were so beautiful my love” she gently moves her fingers through my hair, she brought me closer. Then she began to get up. I saw and heard the sky start to fall, her now in a red dress she pulls me towards the doors “ I will be beautiful for you again my love” she moves into the rain and I watch it run down her body then I see the smile I love ooo so much, she smiles reaching out as she sits on the grass “ my love “ I come closer and wipe my eyes, she pulls me down kissing me deeply and moves her fingers over my body. She smiles bring me inches away from her gorgeous face “ my love, I trust you and know you’ll protect me until this body grows old and my soul goes away. I fear nothing because I have you” I wanted to cry more. In all of history no god has ever bowed or been ruled by a mortal and here I am on my knees for her, her body grows old each day. I can see her soul at night, her body is only a vessel to a beautiful white soul a soul that will go where I can’t go. Kiss her so deeply as if it was my last day on this dreaded planet. “ even when you do grow old my love, I will sit by you till the end just know you are pure” her eyes were beautiful, I’ve seen jewels and Ruby’s but nothing compare to her. With my words I brought more life to them. When she asked the gods for a painting I only saw her dull dead eyes but now that I hold her and love her, a new light lives in her. I made the once sad soul a beautiful one. I kiss her gently “ till death “ she kisses me back “ do us part my love”
(Artist:iwaixumi on Twitter)
@can-i-be-your-blue just saw ur thing lol was bored so here
The mortal who caught a gods heart
“She’s beautiful” I watch her walk pass me and she smile gently at me, her smile wasn’t forced or evil. It was beautiful. Her cheekbones held power even when she smiled. She talked about art and the values of it and how it made her feel, she was art. She was a Greek statue if not then an old famous painting. Age is beauty and she’s shown it well, I watched to touch her so bad not in a sexual way but in a way like when you see glass, a beautiful glass statue, you can gently move your fingers over it and look through it. I watch her from afar as she’s speaks out the painting she loves so dearly, I sit on the other side of the museum and can’t even bring myself to look at anything else but her, she was a true piece of art. My soul ached to feel her. Her face was beautiful, her nose to her legs, I’ve never been one to look at legs but hers were beautiful. I sit on a white bench and sigh feeling defeated until I hear a voice, I look up meeting her eyes and wow was all Could say but I said it out loud, she giggles omg, she giggled . I felt like I was gonna fall over, I sit dumbfounded by her. She lifts her hand elegantly and I shake it ooo so gently like she was really glass, she got a bit nervous and I spoke more asking for her favorite pieces. Her face lit up like a child with candy, she pointed from afar at the painting that rested on the wall, the way she described it made me want to fall in love, the painting was of an ancient garden and held a beautiful blue pond. she said the pond was the middle bc it symbolizes the mind as a calm gentle thing but also powerful enough to cause destruction. Flowers symbolize the thoughts in one’s mind, we are all born pure and the flowers were pure but held ideas. The pink and orange sky are emotions in the mind well one of a woman’s mind, pink was compassion,love,feelings, orange was the power to want or need but she said the orange to her was the urge for love, I look over seeing her eyes held a calm, they held love. If this painting was a person I would have no luck of having her this brought her a type of love no one could ever give her, her heart belonged to this painting and Mine belonged to her. I will admit it was a silly thought but I was jealous of a painting, how unfair an object stole her heart before I could but to see her face the way it was made me want to sit like that forever. Ooo to be this simple minded, not a care in the world only a large room full of art and young women deeply in love with one piece, things I give up to have this moment painted and put on a wall, her face was art,it was meaning. I sigh deeply being to feel overwhelmed by her, I was dumbfounded, caught in this web. I run my fingers through my hair and breath deeply feeling a blush creep onto my face. I wanted to give her another name besides art. I didn’t know her name but I needed no name for beauty, she could be a rose in a garden and I would still know her, I felt like a school boy that had simple stumbled on the prettiest girl in the school but no I’m beyond my years and I found something beautiful, I felt my knees become weak. “ you’re beautiful” that’s all I could say before looking away, she giggled lightly resting her hand on my arm, I felt like I was gonna fall. Help was all I could think, help,help. I felt warm and her touch was like ice cold and smooth. She made me so nervous but so comfortable. I lean forward feeling her hair and smile as she looks at me. I didn’t know what took me over but I kissed her and she kissed back, this is what heaven is like, beautiful round lips curved at the bottom so she held a pout, beautiful eyes. I felt like I was standing before a goddess, she held so much power and here I am disguised as a human to see her, I’m a god who fears a mortal. She could break my heart and I would still roll out velvet carpets for her, I move closer “ be mine” she moves her hands in my mind and smiles ooo so big her voice was gently and her words were like melting chocolate ooo no not chocolate but like beautiful tea it was so hot but filling. Her words could of brought me to
My knees her voice made my legs shake “My heart is and always will be yours” she comes closer cupping my face “ I know it’s you“ I look away “ how” she laughed intertwining our fingers “ I see you in my dreams, then a tall god like man happens to come here asking about my painting, the painting you inspired an artist to make just for me” I look away “ you are so clever now aren’t you” she smiles getting up, her dress moves with her figure, I snap out of my Hallucination and go after “ I will not loose you again in this life or another my love”.
(Artist: nachtflut on Instagram)
(Anybody want a part two👀👀)