# Faust.

Author: Vorel Ashurha
Tags: Love, Romance, Wish, wishes, wishing

I'd sell my soul for talent; for  
the ability to weave my words  
around my audience's mind,   
infecting their memories with  
haunting visions of fantasies unbridled.

I'd sell my soul for beauty; for  
the ability to steal the breath from  
my Desire when I enter the room, for  
the attention of the masses flocking  
to my feet in adoration, for  
wars to ravage country sides in my image.

I'd sell my soul for acceptance; to  
be happy with my creations and to  
not see everyone's stunning success as my  
ultimate failure and subsequent destruction.

I'd sell my soul for courage; to not  
wither and melt from the populace  
and cringe in solitude, lest attention be  
brought upon me and I should  
be forced to interact with humanity.

I'd sell my soul for wealth; so I  
could provide for my family the things  
they desire most in their lives, to  
nourish their bodies and shelter them  
from the unforgiving elements.

I'd sell my soul for Spring, for  
the eternal beauty therein and the accompanying  
crisp air and golden sunlight filtering though  
newborn leaves, sending the shadows  
dancing jade over my skin.

I'd sell my soul for Fall, to  
never cease hearing the fresh crunch of dead leaves  
underfoot as I dash through the forest, racing  
the cold breeze towards Halloween with glee and  
longing as the golden-brown air envelops me lovingly.

I'd sell my soul for Summer, when  
The fields are brimming with flies of fire,  
Glowing and flashing as the scents of life and  
Rejuvenation waft in and invade the senses  
As we collapse in the soft grasses and sing a  
Hymn to the Sun.

I'd sell my soul for Winter, for the  
Virgin powders and tiny daggers of  
Ice shearing through my garments as the  
Frigid air encompasses me, freezing my worries  
And cooling my heated temper when I gaze  
Upon the landscape of glimmering diamonds.

I'd sell my soul for Night, for  
The symphony of cicadas as we recline and  
Stare at the sky, the countless stars  
Mirrored in your eyes as though the entire universe  
Slept within you.

I'd sell my soul for Day, the  
Sun sending pastel horses galloping across the sky  
As the orchestra of life begins  
To build crescendo while I am greeted by  
The embers of the fire that will become our Morning.

I'd sell my soul for isolation with you, for  
Silence as I lay in your arms and feel  
The powerful beating of your heart, My love as an infection,  
Filling every fiber of my being as hopelessly  
I trace the contours of your skin.

I'd sell my soul for your smile, your  
Beaming grin warming my soul as  
Your eyes light with the joy of  
Eternity, your cheeks full and blushed  
With laughter.

I'd sell my soul for our  
Every day to be this perfect, with  
Laughter and Harmony always by our side and  
This burning passion leaping between our  
Gazes with every glance, every smile  
Stirring our hearts until we collapse beneath  
The sheets and embrace as only we can,  
Melting into the moment and each other.

I'd sell my soul for our happiness, but  
It seems I haven't the need. My own  
Vanities aside, we have all we require to  
Be content, and though I may never know  
The joys of beauty, talent, or success,  
I have you. And you are all I will ever need. 

Source: https://sofurry.com/s/AnKdDGX1