New BATB song ficlet
Working on a new song ficlet for Beauty and the Beast.
My Skin: singer Natalie Merchant
(no copy right infringements intended)
Take a look at my body
look at my hands
There’s so much here
that I don’t understand
Vincent pleaded with Father
“Tell me, am I a man?”
Your face saving promises
whispered like prayers
I don’t need them
“I can see it in your eyes, Father; your uncertainty.”
I’ve been treated so wrong
I’ve been treated so long
as if I’m becoming untouchable
“I must be here to protect them, Catherine.
They rely on me to be…that…for all of them.”
Contempt loves the silence
It thrives in the dark
with fine winding tendrils
that strangle the heart
“I go to place far Below, a nameless river..”
“Did you find what you were looking for down there, Vincent?”
They say that promises sweeten the blow
but I don’t need them
no, I don’t need them
“Vincent, I will be always be here for you.” Catherine nodded and repeated,”Always.”
—-
I’ve been treated so wrong
I’ve been treated so long
as if I’m becoming untouchable
“What Paracelsus has done to Vincent… Catherine, I am afraid he may be experiencing trauma.”
I’m a slow dying flower
frost killing hour
The sweet turning sour
and untouchable
Oh, I need
The darkness
The sweetness
The sadness
The weakness
Oh, I need this
I need
A lullaby
A kiss goodnight
Angel sweet
Love of my life
Oh, I need this
I’m a slow dying flower
frost killing hour
The sweet turning sour
and untouchable
Do you remember the way
that you touched me before
All the trembling sweetness
I loved and adored?
“Vincent, come back to me.”
Your facing saving promises
whispered like prayers
I don’t need them
{No, I don’t need them}
“Leave me.”
Father and Peter hesitated and Vincent growled,
“Leave me, Now!”
I need
The darkness
The sweetness
The sadness
The weakness
I need this
I need
A lullaby
A kiss goodnight
The Angel sweet
Love of my life
Oh, I need this
Catherine kissed his cheek sweetly and hummed quietly to him as he lay in his bed
Well, is it dark enough?
Can you see me?
Do you want me?
Can you reach me?
or I’m leaving
“Vincent, please don’t push me away…let me stay, let me share this with you.” Her eyes begged of him his acquiescence.
You better shut your mouth
Hold your breath
Kiss me now you’ll catch your breath
Oh, I mean this
Oh, I need this
Vincent did not make her leave, indeed, he held on to her and whispered -“Your kiss saved me Catherine.”- his tone full of thankfulness and awe.
His hands are her hands and someday …someday soon…their skin will be one. It will. Always.
Natalie Merchant- My Skin (no copy right infringements intended)
