ariadne_chan | Autumn challenge entry!!!! poetry ahead!! (Reply)

Hi i have some hard time trying to make this entry in time, even i have my left arm in plaster, Momy business take away my time but the magic of the last days and the friendship make this two entries possible... I hope you like my poems for Fay and Kuro

First Entrance from Autumn Challenge:

Category: Poetry

Title: The Time In His Eyes
Author: ariadnechan
Series: Tsubasa Reservoir Chronicle
Characters/Pairing: Kurogane/Fay
Rating: PG
Warnings: None. Kurogane point of view
Author Notes: Kurogane point of view.
I want to thank to rufustehshinra without her help I never do it in time!!

The essence of the time is in his eyes;

The times that change don’t touch him,

The time that falls in my heart and tears,

The time I no longer have,

The time was not mine anymore.

All of you were out of time

All frozen in those eyes of yours.

I recall the rainy day in the witch’s shop,

Where you acted as cold as I was angry.

I believe I have never seen eyes like those-

Everything about you was a lie except your eyes.

The essence of the sky is in his eyes.

Time changes, but doesn’t touch him.

Time falls in my heart until it bleeds.

The time I don’t have anymore,

The time that was not mine anymore,

The time we stayed together was stolen time.

I learned how to read those eyes:

I knew his loneliness, his lost past.

When I see through his eyes…

That reflected like the glass on a clock,

Where time was stopped by his glance.

I knew when those eyes cried out

Like the falling dust of sand in an hour glass

That always returns to the past.

The essence of the sky is in his eyes.

Time changes, but doesn’t touch him.

Time falls in my heart until it bleeds.

The time I don’t have anymore,

The time that was not mine anymore,

The time we stayed together was stolen time.

I’d try to grasp those eyes,

I’d try to steal the time,

And keep it in my heart.

I’d try to hold him forever,

But he never lets me see his real self.

His eyes and his time are not for me,

But only for the past, his lost life

The past, with his ghost figures;

Lost loves and lost time.

The essence of the time is in his eyes:

Time changes, but doesn’t touch him.

Time falls in my heart until it bleeds

The time I don’t have anymore,

The time was not mine anymore,

The time we stayed together was stolen time.

But I’m a thief who collects the dust in my heart:

I take as precious all the sights, the glances,

All the time that he stays by my side.

I’m a thief who betrays the future for the now,

Who steals the past and time from God

All because of those blue eyes.

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Second Entrance from Autumn Challenge:

Category: Poetry

Title: The Flow of His Blood
Author: ariadnechan
Series: Tsubasa Reservoir Chronicle
Characters/Pairing: Fay/Kurogane
Rating: PG
Warnings: Spoilers from Infinity arc.
Author Notes: Fay point of view.
I want to thank to rufustehshinra without her help I never do it in time!!

I want to cherish his blood this time.

I don’t look at him but I feel the flow-

I feel the soft flow of his blood.

Time stands still, when I feel him.

Time freezes when his blood, this pure elixir,

This fragrant and warm fluid of him,

Reaches my lips—my heart stops beating

And I can only feel the warm rhythm of his life.

I want to cherish his blood this time:

I take every drop as if it was the last.

I feel his heart beating so fast,

Can he feels mine?

The flow of time stops

Each time I feel his life in my throat

Carrying his warmth deep inside.

Him, his life, his time, all in me,

But I still don’t have the right of him.

I want to cherish his blood, this time:

I want to know how life is,

I want to know how the future is,

But I don’t have this right.

All I have is my past and the cold.

All I want is this moment forever,

But I don’t have the right.

I steal this moment out of time,

Only for me, only for me.

I steal this piece of his soul,

Only for me, only for me.

I want to cherish his blood this time.

I want to taste him forever only for me—

This borrowed moment of life,

before the dead can reach me.

Before he finds me and carries me away:

Before he brings me to my past again.

This borrowed moment of life,

before the dead can reach me—

My bloody past, my bloody future:

I only want to steal this moment out of time.

Only for me only for me,

I steal this piece of soul.

Only for me, only for me,

My tongue in his wrist, my heart and his soul.

I want to cherish his blood, this time,

But all must come to an end.

Because I don’t have the right,

I steal this moment out of time.

I want to steal it forever.

Stay with me, my love…