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Old 06-13-2014 at 05:08 AM
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I have somewhat of a poet and even though my general poems deal witih "dark" themes I did a few Phantom related all in first person most are with Christine or C/E
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Dreams of an Angel

As I lie in my bed at night
I look over at the lit candle
Next to my bed
I close my eyes and I fall asleep

My angel comes to me in my dreams
My eyes open and I sense him
Near my bed standing in the shadows
Hiding from me
Suddenly I see his hand in the candlelight
Beckoning me

He says to me, 'Take my hand, Christine. Do not be afraid.'
Willingly I stretch out and place my hand in his
I gasp
His hand is like ice
However I do not pull away

I rise to my feet
As I leave my bed
My angel leads me into the darkness

I do not know where he is taking me
Yet I follow him as
We walk endlessly through the murky passageways

I reach my hand up to touch his face
I feel him grasp my wrist as he whirls around to face me
I hear his voice, 'Never touch my face.'
He releases my wrist and shaking I lower my hand

He turns again taking my hand
Leading me through the complete darkness
Suddenly I see light up ahead
As he leads me into a room
Filled with lighted candles
They cast flickering shadows on the wall

The light rests on my angel's face
As I look at him
My eyes widen and my breath catches in my throat
He is wearing a mask to hide his face

I want to pull away in fear
But I feel transfixed at I stare at him
I can feel his gaze on me
What does he want?

He pulls me into an embrace
He dips his head closer to mine
With his mask inches from my face
He whispers, 'Christine, I love you.'

Feeling his warm breath on my cheek
I close my eyes and feel his lips press against mine
My senses leave me and I lose myself
In the darkness

I open my eyes and sit up abruptly
As I look around I see I am back in my room
My candle is still burning
Yet I am alone
'It must have been a dream', I think
Or was it?
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Old 06-15-2014 at 09:00 PM
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*A poem from Christine's point of view*
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"Waiting For The Phantom"

As I stare into the mirror
I wonder
Will he come again?
The strange man who haunts my dreams
Who hides in the shadows
Asking me to join him

I was frightened of him
I still am
Afraid of what is behind his mask
Do I not wish to see?

Yet I feel drawn to him
His melodious voice
So enchanting , hypnotic
I cannot resist

So I wait for him
To take me into his world
Of unending night
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Old 06-25-2014 at 10:01 PM
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Another poem from Christine's POV
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Musings in my Dressing Room

Sitting at my vanity
Staring in the mirror
I slowly brush my hair
As I start to sing
I wonder
Is he listening?

My Angel
My Master
Who promises me my dreams
I only sing for him
Although I wish to sing for more

I pause and listen
As I glance at my mirror
Wondering if he will speak
And beckon me to join him
Sing with him

I start humming
But thoughts of my Angel never leave my mind
As I sit here
Waiting
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Old 07-06-2014 at 09:30 PM
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Still poetry from Christine POV(i have others)
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At The Opera

I sang again tonight
I sing at the Opera
But I sing only for him
My Angel of Music

I do not see him in the audience
Yet I know he is there
As I know he is waiting for me

Somewhere in my dressing room
Hiding from everyone
Will he ever come to me?
Or will he remain a figure in the shadows?
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Old 09-03-2014 at 09:07 PM
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Here i another poem of Christine in the Phantom's lair...(her POV)
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In His Clutches

I have been here so long
In his world of darkness
I wonder
Can I ever leave?
He will not let me go
Yet I have no wish to leave

Are my feelings my own?
Or has my Angel taken over my mind

Even when he is gone
I still can hear him
Within me
Deep in my soul
Lost in the shadows
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