Lyrical Thursday
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Guess what, y'all? I'm still tigriswolf and today’s Thursday! Now’s the day for poetry or lyrics or simply a song title. Just a few simple rules:
No more than three prompts to a single fandom
No more than five prompts at a time
Use the following format:
Supernatural, author's choice, Night of the Hunter
Highlander, Methos,
I have known them all already, known them all –
Have known the evenings, mornings, afternoons,
I have measured out my life with coffee spoons;
I know the voices dying with a dying fall
Beneath the music from a farther room. (TS Eliot)
Now, if nothing new appeals, don't forget the lonely prompts.
tag = songs titles/lyrics/poems
No more than three prompts to a single fandom
No more than five prompts at a time
Use the following format:
Supernatural, author's choice, Night of the Hunter
Highlander, Methos,
I have known them all already, known them all –
Have known the evenings, mornings, afternoons,
I have measured out my life with coffee spoons;
I know the voices dying with a dying fall
Beneath the music from a farther room. (TS Eliot)
Now, if nothing new appeals, don't forget the lonely prompts.
tag = songs titles/lyrics/poems
FILL!
Date: 2016-08-15 07:00 pm (UTC)“Sleep, Sweetheart,” Dean whispers, brushing a kiss to his brother’s forehead.
“Not without you.” Sam pouts, big eyes puppy dog sweet and sad.
Dean chuckles fondly. “I’m right behind you, darlin’. I’ll meet you in the realm of sweet dreams.”
“Promise?”
“I promise.” Dean says, and he seals the deal with a loving kiss. Sam closes his eyes and the last thing he’s aware of before he drifts off is a tender kiss pressed to his forehead. True to his word, in the dream world, Dean is there wanting for Sam with a loving hug and a sweet kiss.
On the beach, away from hunting and horror, they smile brightly. Heaven exists in the crashing waves upon the rocks and the way his mind is lost in a hazy mix of pure joy and ecstasy happiness. In the sand that tickles between his toes, how he practically beams and leaning into Dean’s palm when he caress his cheeks softly.
In the way Dean lean in close and brushes soft butterfly kisses along his cheeks, making him blush as he smiles brightly while the kiss sends light waves of joy to his core. In the sea turtles they swim with and an ice-cold beer at the end of a hot summer day. Heaven surrounds Sam when he grins like a fool in love.
Everything is just too much at this point, his heart so filled with love it feels like it will beat right out of his chest. His cheeks are flushed and there is a big dimpled grin on his lips as he leans into kiss Dean, he giggles softly when his brother’s scruff tickles his skin. Here on the beach he has found Heaven, a pure love that warms his soul and brightens his heart.
♥ END ♥