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I wish I could tell you...I wish I could tell you
I'm not the person you think-
I am a girl. I'm-
Sorry, I mislead you. But I'm not brave like you,-
I should have told you earlier. I should know I shouldn't have-
Lied to you when we first met because I'm a coward. I did what I was told-
To join the Air Service, but it was the only way. Oh, and by the way I love-
You don't and that's what-
I know it's a bit of a shock, but it's true. I' m a girl and I-
Love most of all about-
Leviathan Cross-dressing SongLeviathan Cross-dressing Song
There was a moderately-wealthy aeronaut, in Glasgow he did dwell.
He had a middling daughter, the truth to you well tell.
Oh the truth to you well tell.
Together they went flying, over hill, loch and dike
But 'twas one day of flight when tragedy did strike
Oh when tragedy did strike.
The balloonist pushed the girl to safety, her life enshrined.
But it ensured he left this earth and his darling girl behind
Oh his darling girl behind.
Her brother cut her hair short and dressed her in men's array
So she could climb aboard a vessel and convey herself away
Oh convey herself away.
By chance she found the Leviathan, when the crew saved her from a scarp
They asked her for her name; she smiled and said, "They call me Mister Sharp
"Oh they call me Mister Sharp"
A boffin came aboard the ship, and noted her slender frame
Her cheeks too clean shaven to be the age claimed
Oh to be the age she claimed
"I know I am too slender, too clean,
Red Riding HoodI want to believe people so badly when they say they won’t bite
that I contemplate climbing into their smiling jaws
thinking that it might be better to be split in two than left hanging.
But always, I draw my red hood and flit back into the forest
running in the shadows of pathways, never stepping into clearings
because I’ve spent my whole life in the wilderness
and I still can’t tell the wolves from the woodsmen.
You Were Not An Aquarium BoySea-glass became your bones,
brine your blood, and seashells
melded into your skin.
You were not quite an ocean
when you said "This is your sign to love me."
My body was like a building;
tall, cold, almost unbreakable.
I was metallic and sharp,
towering over your waters.
I remember taking your hand in mine,
conch and coral shells scrubbing
my skyscraper wrists, and laughing
about how one day you would
submerge every last bit of me.
Your lips, riddled with argonauts,
found my cheek and I cringed
at the coarseness.
You asked if they bothered me
and I finally told you "I
think I love you."
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