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We exchanged billions
of
delicious
marvellous
sensual
words
sharp also sometimes

but we have never exchanged a single look.....
then I have destroyed these words


Nous avons échangé des milliards
de
mots
délicieux
merveilleux
sensuels
acérés parfois

mais nous n'avons jamais échangé un seul regard
alors, j'ai détruit ces mots
Hello my dear friends!
i want to share with you a beautiful poem by Peter:  ObjectXraw
inspired by the character of the "siren"....

"The song of the siren....to....and give death" 

The song of the Siren, in echoes from far,
in their dreams, finds it´s way into hearts,
distant in clearness, sharp as a knife,
irresistible marks, for the souls,
souls of men.
They all travel there, to meet their desire..
the desire of souls, by the mark, she create..
One by one, all men just like one,
leave their world for a dream,
they all dream of her.

Some of them come, well knowing their fate,
In despair, some in shame, for their own lack of will.
She comforts them all, in her words, there's no shame, 
so many has come, so many will,
no shame and no sin, to follow her call,
She cares for them all, and comforts their soul

Some of them come, not knowing their fate,
no knowledge, no fear, 
a smile on their face, 
no trace of despair,
with their destiny clear, they will never leave..
Eyes filled of hope, of life and of lust,
desire is all, for the strongest of souls. 
Some of them come, not knowing their fate,
no knowledge, no fear, 
a smile on their face, 
no trace of despair,
with their destiny clear, they will never leave..
Eyes filled of hope, of life and of lust,
desire is all, for the strongest of souls.

She does loves them all, as they all are just one.
Deception her name, Illusion her game,
Their Souls in great numbers,
that is her goal, 
as perfection of skill,
her skill to seduce, 
get them ready for use,
With the fire in her eyes, 
and her laughter in voice,
she fills them all just up, 
flush their worlds into mist..

They come, they are there, they are only for her.

They all can just see, what she shows in their minds,
Her voice feeds them promises, her eyes shine of lust.

Their day she will fill, as the Queen of their dream,
they all come alone, to feed her with life,
once touched their soul, one day they will come.

Prepare them for games, with lust for the night, 
the night is just one, they are never to leave,
The night is for joy, in her unnamed show,
The night is for darkness, her bed is her scene,
She loves to bring joy, use them as toys,
makes their eyes shine so bright, out of lust, and life to destroy.
She seduces them, skilled as is,
all that they got, will be spent in the mist
in the end of their dream, their body is weak
She enjoys the full show, it´s a moment she seeks,
She´s a siren, a witch, their soul is her meal
When the moment is near, in her eyes they despair
A black widow is there, she mates, the only one there
She takes what she wants, it belonged to her
She gives what she wish, joyful as is,
in her eyes they can see, their death is for her,
to enjoy and declare, her lust for despair.
The air that they breath, no longer is there,
She takes it away, their moment is her.

They drown in her eyes, not to forget,
Her eyes are so blue, they eats them, it's true!
Their minds filling up, fills with surprise,
this happens to me, not fair, not at all, 
just a moment of lust, then darkness for all 
to the darkness in her, their soul is her meal,
their fight is for fun, they fight for their life,
They wonder in pain, do they all feel the same?
seduced for joy, abused as a toy,
A soul that is real, just done for her meal.
Their flesh is so weak, it fights for release,
Time is so short, but endless in vain,
Their eyes beg for mercy, extend in her joy,
She finds them arousing, sweetness in pain,
Pain in their lust, awaiting to burst.

Illussion is gone, and now she is true,
Intensity rises, excitement, then death,
In the moment of darkness, she´s creating their death.
Their flesh is her toy, their souls to destroy,
she eats them with hunger, they feed her with life

..life, to deceive, seduce and collect..

She lives for her hunger, joy and their death,
marking their souls, souls to collect.
She calls them in numbers, and treats them as one.
One to remember, all victims of lust.
Lust to betray, seduce, and to use.

She do loves them all, and one as them all
they all are just one, and she gives them her joy
She´s joyful for death, and the joy is all her..

-Death she create, it´s only for them..
But..
.. the joy she does share ..
Expanding their souls, for the fun of despair.
In joy she collects
their souls..
..and gives death.
je me noie dans la désespérance d'une histoire d'amour que j'ai déchirée
as there are injuries by balls
there are injuries by words
they are the worst
because they never cicatrize

comme il y a des blessures par balles
il y a des blessures par mots
ce sont les pires
elles ne cicatrisent jamais





even if small parts of my heart
pulsate in that of my few soul mates
even if i have two arms and two legs when i see me in the mirror
even if your words full me
even if your thoughts feed me

i feel a crack
i feel an absence
i feel a ghost feeling
ghost and virtual

close to dream
close to imagination
close to phantasm
close to nil
Black Fall by SophieDereal
Black Fall
My dress is a delicate scalloped corolla
My legs are straight pistils
My blood will be a dark spot, of a savage crushed flower,  in the greenness of grass
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I have days
that no longer serve, I will
gives them, to you,  they could
grow up in others, be light,
silky, full of sun,
I put them in a box
gray
underground
and I see them rotting, take them to me,
do they live ....


J'ai des jours
qui ne servent plus, je vous
les donne, ils pourraient
grandir chez les autres, être légers,
soyeux, pleins de soleil,
moi, je les mets dans une boîte
grise sous la terre
et je les vois pourrir, prenez-les-moi,
faites qu'ils vivent....

CLAUDE ESTEBAN
I know that some of you love riddles...so...

Who will be extremely perspicacious to  find what thing i have photographed in my serie "Deliquescence"?
It's always the same thing, in decay, in all the pics
hé no!! It wasn't a selfportrait...lol!
You can win.....all my consideration :)
  • Listening to: your hypothesis
  • Reading: Edgar Poe
  • Watching: the meanders of your thoughts
We exchanged billions
of
delicious
marvellous
sensual
words
sharp also sometimes

but we have never exchanged a single look.....
then I have destroyed these words


Nous avons échangé des milliards
de
mots
délicieux
merveilleux
sensuels
acérés parfois

mais nous n'avons jamais échangé un seul regard
alors, j'ai détruit ces mots

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Sophie Hyde
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School of Fine Arts(Dijon)
University Institute for Training Teachers (Burgundy)






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ejohanne Featured By Owner Sep 10, 2016  Hobbyist Photographer
Merci pour le fav Sophie! :iconhappysunplz:
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SophieDereal Featured By Owner Sep 10, 2016
toujours un grand plaisir, Ejohanne!
have a sweet week end, my dear! :)
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jant-photo Featured By Owner Aug 31, 2016
Thank you for faving. :D Merci. :hug:

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SophieDereal Featured By Owner Aug 31, 2016
a great pleasure! :)
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Hug Hug Hug Hug Heart 
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:)
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:) (Smile) 
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ron-brouillette Featured By Owner Aug 20, 2016  Hobbyist Writer
Thank you for adding my work to your favorites.
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SophieDereal Featured By Owner Aug 21, 2016
a pleasure, my dear! :)
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Iskaeldt Featured By Owner Aug 20, 2016
Do you have knowledge about dragon flies?
Yesterday night I had one in my room.. but I don't know which species it is.
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