Swift Affection

By Alexandra Quinones

You see him for the first time he looks amazing with his blue eyes, jet black shoulder length hair, perfect nose, soft lips, tan perfect skin and gorgeous smile. His eyes pierce your soul, and his smile makes you feel desired. He begins walking toward you wearing blue jeans, along sleeved black shirt with black sneakers. For the first time you don't try to hide, you find yourself desiring his aura. He grabs a red rose from a black vase, which was on the table beside him. Him bringing the rose close to his face to take in the scent, he hands it to you and begins to speak to you in a soft calm tone, "Are you alright? I mean sitting here alone?” your speechless you take the rose in hand and rise from your seat. He caresses your cheek; you begin to place your hand in his opposite hand. Looking into his eyes the wanting of him closer.......

Written: January 27, 2010

Posted: August 17,2010

One Joyful Summer

By Alexandra Quinones

The swift gentle breeze grazed the thin blades of grass below the shaded earth that remained under the tall tree. Flowers began blooming and brought beauty to this lush grassy field in this month of August. The children run and play beneath the golden sunlight, racing each other to the tall tree, passed the flowers, and back to their parents. Watching from a distance their parents sit holding each other close on a picnic blanket, with a woven picnic basket next to them. The basket beside them holds sandwiches, plates, fruit, cups, and water. They all get together and begin to consume the fruit, sandwiches and water, now having an amazing time together by, talking, joking, and laughing this summer.

(This was just a random thought that popped into my mind and so I just decided to post it because, well I made it up and it seemed kind of nice and happy) (^_^)

True Fate part 3

(Continuing off of last post by Alexandra Quiñones) …………July 20, 2010

The time is different now the weather is warm and calming. Sunlight shining off of the peaceful ocean, Claude and she walk out the door and are in a completely new place, as if magic had touched the door and allowed them to move to a new environment, she gazing up at the light blue sky watching as the clouds glide across the wide sky. Holding her waist he supports her weight, her ankle still healing from the fall in the forest. Each step they take brings them closer to a set of beige beach chairs and a table with a large white umbrella attached to the center, a cloth covers the table and is decorated and held down with a clear oval shaped vase, that holds a beautifully bloomed red rose, on this beach, the ocean brought grains of sand to the shore within this realm. People with their families relaxed and tanned while lying on towels and chairs lining the beach. Children creating sand castles and moats, decorating them with the shells they had found as they were running along the warm sandy beach before…….Finally at the table they sit and are each given glasses of red wine, by a server, from a small little bar at the outdoor restaurant beside them. They slowly sip the divine wine and converse about the beauty of this newly visited realm, he then orders both of them a meal, and they both dine on Ratatouille. The taste of sweet steamed vegetables with different herbs and spices caress their taste buds. After they had finished devouring the most delicious meal they had ever consumed they spoke of their attire, both of their hand on the table holding the napkins that they had used to wipe the corners of their own mouths. Taking his hand in hers she stands and walks over to his side and kisses him lightly on the cheek, blushing a little he stands, her tilts her head to gaze deeply into her dark eyes, her now looking into his, no words are spoken and he brings his lips closer to hers, they kiss just once, she kisses him back and begins to pull him closer. They stop and separate from one another, she remembers this kiss, she remembers those lips, she remembers him, he was hers once many years before this, when they were younger……….........The year they were taken far from one another, years ago when they were in love, the thoughts of how they never wanted to be apart. She gazes down at the necklace around her neck it was all she had of him when the last parted, in was in the shape of a teardrop and it had a small jewel in the center of a small groove on the necklace, she was 16 years old and he was 18, she gave him a wooden hand crafted locket with her picture inside so he would not forget her and he gave her a teardrop necklace so she would not forget him. She was known as the mysterious and innocent girl, while he was known as the dark, mysterious, bad boy, he always treated her with respect and never hated her ever, she loved him and he loved her. It was when they tried to introduce their parents that they were force to never see each other again. Her mother brought her to a place where she could be hypnotized so she would not remember him at all, and he was forced to live in a mansion alone far from her with only a few people to take care of him. She had only one thing that told her that she was with someone, it was the necklace she always wore around her neck, she never remembered where it came from, but she did remember that it was very important to her….............He watched her for a moment and then quickly gazed at the ground, tears rolled down his cheeks, the thought of her disappearing again, he opened the locket around his neck and gazed at her picture it had been all he had to remember her. Slowly turning around, tears in her eyes she sees his face, walking over, taking his hand and drying his tears will her handkerchief. They kissed once more and held each other tightly not wanting to let go of one another. He whispers in a gentle voice “I love you and I don’t want to lose you mi amor”, she replies “I love you too, and I wont let anything ever keep us apart”, the lost memory that had been locked away was now released from imprisonment, and the sun began to set as they traveled back through the door and remained together till the end of all time.

Fin.

True Fate part 2

(Continuing from the end part of true fate).......... July 19, 2010

The rain suddenly appeared from out of nowhere, the wind swift and strong removing leafs from the trees, the deep roaring of thunder in the distance. Watching the rain fall, each drop of water sliding down the clear window, the sky was bright and the temperature was warm , the brightness quickly changed to shadow, lightening striking, and the storm above wild and uncontrollable. The sky suddenly cleared up the two of them now closer than ever, in this abnormal strange world. Claude comforting her, his fingers moving through her soft smooth hair, her now gazing at his sweet face, they walk hand in hand down the long hall talking and still questioning each other still, and continue on down the grand staircase...........Feeling different troubles fading and moving far from her, new thoughts create trust for a new acquaintance.

True Fate

By Alexandra Quinones

Trapped unable to feel anything but emptiness within her beating heart, eyes catching a gaze of a sight something and her hair flows with the soft gentle breeze. The sky is dark, the wind is strong, hearing whispers of distant creatures lingers then fades as she walks the pale marked road curious of true fate………… Each breath creates a warm cloud of air, skin beginning to become colder continuing to walk through the shadowed, misty, abyss. Feeling a dark presence following, watching, wondering what is going on she turns around, and tries to spot something anything but nothing appears to be there, she keeps walking now suddenly struck with fear. Heartbeat now increasing breathes deeper…… Thoughts run through her mind, what is following me? Does it intend on harming me? Trembling and watching her every move she gazes up at the full moon hoping that worst is not coming to her. Sounds of the souls warn her trying to scare her so that she does not fall to the same fate as they had; the sound of branches snapping frightens her even more. Running quickly to hide, she trips over a tree root; sitting up beginning to brush off the dirt and leaves she realizes her ankles broken, turning now to see a pale gentleman kneeling beside her............ He reaches out to her, she takes his hand and they both stand facing each other their eyes meet, she glances away, he watches and gently places his hand on her rosy cheek. Now placing her hand over his she looks back into his eyes, the color a dark hazel brown, almost like the color of caramel; his hair curly and straight but shoulder length; the color is hard to make out it looks like a blackish brown color. Trying to walk away she finds herself weak and begins to trip over her own feet, he catches her before she falls, gazing at her beautiful face he long wants to have her embrace, but he helps her walk, now keeping her safe, by bringing her to another place. She awaken in a dark room lit with tiny wall candles, her ankle wrapped and clean, her slippers still on her feet he black gown clean, her hair still silky and long, the environment unknown to her. Sitting up the small quilt that was warming her slides down her body, she looks around the room and notices there is a note on the pillow beside her she reads it, “Thought you might want to be left alone, hope you enjoy the room, it is yours until the time that you intend on leaving”
- Claude

Walking over to the wide closet, she spies a long dress, the color a dark plum purple; the thin straps , with short white sleeves that uncover the shoulders, skirt flowing down to the floor, an upside down V design shows off the white laced over with black slip beneath. Without hesitation she changes into the dress, surprisingly it fits to her slim figure……..Now walking down a dark corridor only lit by wall candelabras she hears the most soothing sound. Following the sound she comes to a door, its open just a crack, she peaks through the door it’s the gentleman that helped her, he plays this instrument with such emotion each stroke over the strings allow a dark flowing sound to travels, creating a calm atmosphere, she steps back, the floor board creaks and his playing stops….He gets up placing his instrument against the wall making sure that it does not fall. Quickly glancing at the door he sees her peaking in, he makes a gesture inviting her in, she enters the room……..Walking toward him with such curiosity she feels a strong aura. Is it coming from him? She wonders, now being drawn to him. His eyes now a light green color, she hugs him, “thank you, for helping me Claude, I probably would not have survived on my own”, her voice is weak and tears roll down her cheeks, he hugs her back and holds her head against his chest. Both of their eyes now closed, minds cleared, and all eternity fades until light become shadows……..A candle is lit the wax slowly melting, the flame brings light to the room, the shadows surround the light, the redness in the flame the dripping of the wax. Walking over to a small sofa they sit together, speaking of their truths, and both gasping at each surprising word from the thought that has changed in their minds. She walks toward the closed window feeling the way she never felt before, the comfort of a stranger in new to her, although conversing with others seems more difficult than it was......