I'm attempting to become a better artist so I can draw all of these things in my head ^_^|
Along with being a bit of a novice artist, I also dabble in a little bit of voice-acting, writing, and music.
Victim of the RoseVictim of the Rose by kenkenspatz
I came upon a man of sorts—
Or one I suppose,
With a kind and sweet gesture,
He offered me a rose.
In my shyness, I did not oblige,
For his hat covered his eyes.
And then I realized the work it took to create such a bloom.
So in my guilt, to spare him the gloom, I said:
“Sir—why do you offer me this rose?”
He kneeled before me, from his great height
And even trying with all my might,
His charm still flattered all throughout the night.
This man, who was he?
Who whispered seductively…softly…
His thumb daintily traced my knuckles,
And soon came his lips that caressed my fingers.
The distraught voice echoed within my mind,
And his bind—whatever it may be—pulled at my heart strings.
His shoulders shook and then he let out a heartfelt cry.
He let go of my hand and then stood shakily, with one hand on the wall.
His back turned to me, he continued to sob.
I was also ready to let my tears fall,
But I endured