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The Meaning of My Life There is a little smile on your pale lipswere they always so pale? I remember
them red... when we kissed first... I touch them... there is blood on my fingers...
where is it coming from?...
I nuzzle your hair... it is dirty now, because you are lying on the ground... Why
are you so tired my beloved? From the fight with the painted monsters? You have
fought so bravely my strong warrior... without the hint of hesitation you
protected the little ones... until...
I can hear the others speak to me; they urge me to let go of you... Why do they
look so worried? I can barely understand what they are saying... they want to pull
you from my arms. I will never allow thisthey will have to cut you from my
embrace lover, for I will never let you go... we belong together...
I send flows of kisses upon your eyelids, the soft lashes... When will the
blue-green stars give me their loving gaze again? Don't worry, sun of my heart,
I will remember their colour until time ends... their sparkling even outshone the
Evenstar... Sleep a while my love, I will care for you...
But why is your sleep so deep my jewel? You never slept that well, since our
journey began...there was only one night in Rivendell you slept nearly
peaceful... I remember the heat we held between us this night... my fingers down
your chest... your face against my neck, breath hot against my racing pulse... your
kiss on my lipsexpected to be rough, but being so sweet and gentle... your
golden hair brushing soft against mine... the consuming lust in your eyes gone to
be replaced by love...
The elf prince holds me nowwhy do I cry in his embrace? He loosens my
fingers, which are entwined in your hair and clothes holding you firmly, near
me... and I'm screaming... They take you away from me my beloved... I have no more
strength remaining to fight them...
My tears are painful now against sore cheeks, when your boat is drifting away
from me... you look so beautiful... peace is upon your face, as I wished for you Son
of Gondor... mercilessly the water takes you from me... but only for a while my
dear...
Your bands are on my arms now...they will remind me of you, every minute of my
future days and nights (... how will it be to live without you?...) I will care for
our land my love, as I promised you... I will be Gondor's king as you wished of me
at last... time knows for how long... But all this means nothing to me.In my
heart I will always be just the man who found his meaning of life in loving you...
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Title: The Meaning of My Life
Author: Vagabond Rating: PG-13, I think Disclaimer: The pity is that I don't own them! Pairing: Aragorn/Boromir Summary: Aragorn's mind is driven close to insanity by loss of Boromir Notes: 1.) Movie-verse; 2.) uhm... perhaps someone thinks that Aragorn wouldn't be the "flowery-phrase-type" ;-), could be rightbut because both poor men are at the writers (my...) command and can't do anything against it (evil laugh) you must stand it as well :-) 3.) English isn't my native language soThanks so very much to my Beta Gemma for helping me through this! ;-)[Any faults are surely mine ;-)] Feedback: Starving for it... |
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