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Title: The Feel of Words
Author: [livejournal.com profile] shegollum
Rating: G
Warnings: None
Prompt(s): #12: the speech of wandering
Disclaimer: Completely untrue but very nice to imagine.



There's speech in silence and messages in meandering. Words of wisdom float down and touch the wandering. I know it ... I hear the sounds. Syllables and sentences brush against my tired skin as surely as the grass and the trees and the rain.

Sean is a voice all his own. When he sleeps, warm love pours from him and I hear the singing of his soul. Making love with him is fiery music; running my fingers along his spine is softer-than-rain drumbeats, down his thigh, tangled poems made of velvet. Every gaze speaks volumes and welcomes me home with secret whispers.

Date: 2010-07-04 10:56 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] govi20.livejournal.com
This is so beautiful, reads like poetry. What great use of the prompt!

Date: 2010-07-04 11:34 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] makamu
Such interesting metaphors and thoughts -this fic felt like Viggo's thoughts :) Very well-done

Date: 2010-07-04 01:14 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] j-flattermann.livejournal.com
Almost too beautiful for words.

Date: 2010-07-04 05:20 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] helena-s-renn.livejournal.com
gorgeous, absolute poetry. the first three sentences of the 2nd paragraph are ones i'm sure i'll be back for again and again.

Date: 2010-07-04 08:52 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] caras-galadhon.livejournal.com
Quite a captivating piece. ^_^

Date: 2010-07-05 06:52 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] splix.livejournal.com
It feels like a song, the cadence and harmonies of it. Thank you!

Date: 2010-07-05 11:45 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] peersrogue.livejournal.com
Amazing, wonderful imagery. It will stay with me - many thanks.

Date: 2010-07-05 10:11 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mooms.livejournal.com
Poetic and simply beautiful!

Date: 2010-07-06 12:42 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] savageseraph.livejournal.com
Making love with him is fiery music; running my fingers along his spine is softer-than-rain drumbeats, down his thigh, tangled poems made of velvet.

This! That description is just lovely!

Date: 2010-08-07 09:57 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] stormatdusk.livejournal.com
There's speech in silence

running my fingers along his spine is softer-than-rain drumbeats

tangled poems made of velvet


oh yes, just like that.
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