Dream Catcher

In the spidery webs of a dream catcher,
I want the half acknowledged truths
and my deep subconscious fears to be caught
and disappear by dawn.

In the willowy patterns of a dream catcher,
I want happiness and my personal paradises
to filter through to my sleep.

Dangling above my bed,
hanging over my head,
My very own dream catcher,
which protects me from the very self knowledge,
I am afraid to confront.
When you dry out and collapse,
will all the dreams be undone?

Vision of Hope

Note- Before you read this,it is my Twilight fanfiction. On Alice and Jasper. I love these characters and I love their relationship,and as usual my favorite characters get less screen time because everything is about Edward and Bella. -rolls eyes-And if you don't know Alice or Jasper's character history,it won't make much sense to you. Or maybe it would. Anyway-:


~Alice~
It was waking up from a nightmare,
the burning in my throat remained,
a residue of the hideous fire.
I had no sense of identity,
the emptiness seared along with my throat
The scent of humans were deliciously intoxicating.

I rolled to my feet,
letting the scent guide me,
when a vision transfixed me,
it cut through my emptiness
and gave me an identity I needed.

His face swam into my consciousness
The man had golden hair,
crescents cutting into his alabaster skin
His dark eyes rimmed with red
There was an expression of deep sadness,
it exuded around him like an aura.
but I found him beautiful.

I watched in a trance as the vision shifted,
I was holding his hand,
running towards the golden eyed vampires who were hunting animals.
He smiled at me, a peaceful,serene expression that sent explosive joy to my bones.
We both had golden eyes.

I opened my eyes,
and I felt peaceful,
for the first time since I had woken up,
from never ending darkness.
The darkness stretched before me,
like an ocean waiting to be swum across
towards the light.

I knew I would meet the man of my vision,
I knew I had to meet him.
Jasper.
He is where I was headed,
he is where my life was headed.

~Jasper~

The diner was dreary,
and I was thirsty.
Again.
I knew I would succumb to it,
the rain had made the smell of human blood,
more intoxicating,more potent.

There was a sweet smell among the humans,
an innocent flowery scent that could only belong to..
...a vampire.
She was dancing towards me blithely,
her golden eyes, her peaceful expression,
and the emotions emanating from her intrigued me.
Love? Relief? Happiness?
How strange.

"You have kept me waiting for so long"
she trilled,it was a beautiful sound.
And I ducked my head instinctively,
"I am sorry,ma'am"
She held out her hand, I studied her delicate picture,
the faith in her expression,a speculative tilt of her head.

I took her tiny hand,without making a sense of what I was doing,
the softness of her skin took me by surprise,
or perhaps,I never held anyone's hand this way.
We walked out of the diner,
and she gave me a smile.
A bewitching smile. A happy,radiant smile.
For the first time in the century,
I felt hope.

His and Her Sonnet

Dedicated to Amrutha and Lee ^_^

It was raining outside. The water pressed against the window,and the rain gushed like an excited child. The chilly air made goosebumps of her fair skin rise like pink dots,trailing across her bare arms. She wrapped herself more securely in a blanket,and listened to the quiet rhythmic breathing on her side. She rolled over,and watched his face with a smile.
Boy or a man?
She couldn't tell. It was a face of a boy forced to grow up into a man,but the sleep smoothed out the hard mask,his face was peaceful.Her eyes were tender as she watched him,each second,never getting bored and reveling in the slow movement of time as she watched him sleep.She sat up,her hand on his forehead,as if she wanted to be a part of the place where he found peace. I am right here, she thought as she watched him.You just have to open your eyes.


~~~
The rain was like a curtain that separated them from rest of the world. Like a tiny,peaceful bubble. The chilly air had made goosebumps rise across her fair arms,he traced them absently.
Woman or a child?
He couldn't tell.She gazes with that soft stare that knows him much more than he does. Yet,he sees her grin playfully and launch into an excited chatter like a child,her face dissolving into endearing childishness which changes into a woman's mysterious knowing smile with unnerving speed.
She closes her eyes and lays her head on his chest,like a content kitten curling up before the warmth and he holds her there,much more content than he has known himself. He watches her sleep,watching her innocence effortlessly blending into sensuality...still wondering,marveling about the woman with him .
~~

Little Princess

Hey,little one,
yes,you..the one who is locked up
inside of me.
I know you are mad,
that I have bolted the door too tight.
You are resentful,
you are claustrophobic.

You question why I lock you away,
you who believes in magic,
and happy endings,
with your faith in your beliefs,
and your many wants,
you who believes
you are a princess with white dresses,
waiting for a prince.

Can you understand why I cannot have it any other way?
I sense your smugness,
as I see paradise at bay.
When the magic words are said,
the spell is broken,
the door is open,
you burst forth and take control,
you smile,
and I cry.