Cha. New contest.

Another Very Short Contest.

My time it is 7:45 pm.
At 9:00 pm I will close this contest.

Rules:
Have it in by 9:00 [[mytime]].
Nothing shorter than 10 lines.
Must Be In The Right Genre.

Genre:
Sad/Dark/Love.
** Must fit ONE of the three. [[Can fit two or all of them]].

Winner gets 8 Comments/Ratings.

Whispers

Gently, softly, my love,
Let your answer fall tenderly from your sweet lips,
Love has injured me,
Bound me as though I may not carry on past this moment.

Silence was kept for fear of a fragmented heart,
For I knew that we were an impossible dream,
Now my confession must spill from my heart,
Threatening to crush my mortal soul.

I do not wish to miss this one moment for lack of courage,
Oh to love and be loved,
A chance that cupid may release me from this pain,
So I may breathe the breath of a lover.

While I exhale this pain, this secret,
I pray that your response comes swiftly,
For the agony of anticipation is much greater,
As my mind it waits to inhale.

So gently, softly, my love,
Tell me what is in your heart.

10 Minutes Left.

-Sad-

And I Shall Love You, Until I Love No More {Licentia Rhyme}

This is like the thoughts of Romeo and Juliet, speaking with Death. If that makes sense. =/. Enjoy.
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Snow, charming to her touch, burns unlike before,
And I shall love you, until I love no more."
Sweet caress by moonlights hand; souls will unite,
Whispers softly, "Love at hand is death at sight."
A soothing breeze glows deathly; "Admit defeat;"
Dash to him; "Without you, I am incomplete."
Master of hearts, dare you breathe a timely death,
"You live too long; mangled veins protest this breath."
Echoes build, tombed cry; "...until I love no more..."
Burned hands touch the snow; souls of love yet ignore.
Snow, charming to her touch, burns unlike before,
"And I shall love you, until I love no more."

Sweet caress by moonlights hand; souls will unite,
Whispers softly, "Love at hand is death at sight,"
Nevermore shall igniting bonds bring to touch;
Dangerous ignorance pass; untimely, oh such!
"Succumb! Render mercy, faithless that you be;
In moment's time, lost admist, but never free."
Woes to woes; love is brutal amongst the cold,
Test precise; taste gracious boundaries nothing holds.
Echoes build; whisper in your ear, "...never free..."
Burned hands cool snow; "You have my heart, and the key."
Snow, charming to her touch, burns unlike before,
"And I shall love you, until I love no more."

A soothing breeze glows deathly; "Admit defeat;"
Dash to him; "Without you, I am incomplete."
Souls mend their hearts; they've not forgotten the dark,
Rendered black, hearts sing pity upon the mark.
"We have lived not in vain, but for love and word,"
Crashing templates for the latter that occurred.
Grasp failing hands that seem lost in time, a shame;
"This is death and love, don't you see! Not a game!"
Echoes build; "Grim arrives soon, my dears, be still,"
"We will not succumb!" Does gasp a greater chill.
Snow, charming to her touch, burns unlike before,
"And I shall love you, until I love no more."

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The Licentia Rhyme Form, a poetic form created by Laura Lamarca, consists of at least 3
12-line stanzas with 11 syllables per line. Of course, the poem can be elongated adding on
to the following rhyme scheme: aabbccddeeAA, BBffgghhiiAA, CCjjkkllmmAA

xTheEcstasyofSuicidex

Okay.
It went better than last night's. (:

It was hard, I've read over every one of them like five times.

I've chosen Sheena's. (:

If there's any certain 8 you want commented dear, let me know.
Mkay?