In faraway land, there’s a boy named Bill Kaulitz. He shall take a girl to a wonderland with his muscular pair of arms, that seems to be new, improved and buffed that seems like a candy cane in a candy land, stands out amongst the other candies where every girl would love to take a bite on it, feeling the sweet seduction taste of it tingling on their tongue, forget the other taste buds, only sexy, alluring, and devouring sweetness bud is there.
Oh beautiful boy, be my lover, be my everything because I would let you take my hand, take me away to wonderland, for I have never met such a boy like you. Perfect portioned of a man’s body, the height where you could hold on to forever, never fearing of being let go, the body heat that will melt away all your sorrows and drown you in a pool of poisonous love shared between you and him.
Standing in a forest, with the werewolves surrounding her, feeling the fear trembling in her skin, she wishes for him to come and save her. He could see a girl in a beautiful red cloak, made of the finest velvet as she could see the most handsome man that her eyes had ever encountered. Wearing a black velvet cloak, with nothing to hide that muscular body of his, inked with many meaningful words as the wolves approached her. He does not need his white horse or shining armor, he will just stare them away, making these wolves bowing down to him in respect because he is not afraid of them. He is not a coward, not afraid to face danger because there’s nothing could get in the way of him sweeping her away to safety, marrying her as the dawn comes with a breath of whisper coming from his siren lips, “Marry Me and I’ll take you to Wonderland my love.”
“Ich bin Bill Kaulitz.” You hear that every time don’t you? It rings in my mind but I can’t seem to get it why is everyone around me acting strange, that name. It was being called out so many times; there were a sea of people with their bodies covered with t-shirts that sings out the name “Tokio Hotel”.
“I’m sorry my German is not that good but I assume you’re the guy whom every girl in this city been screaming about.” There was a delicate shy smile coming out of his lips, soft like water bed. My eyes were stuck there for a long term until I came back to reality. It was a rainy day in Leipzig, the cloud was crying. Was it happiness? I think so considering I just came back from the beautiful city of Berlin after having a messy night out in the city; as I ran into a huge group of girls screaming outside the stadium which I assumed there must be some concert going on but I have to say, I got annoyed after sometime with that crazy crowd.
But then again, here I am standing right before him in a small coffee shop looking puzzled, because who is this man that every teenage girl in Germany fantasizes to be with? What is so special about him? Because to me what I see is a man who is lost, in need for some new adventure.
“It’s alright; you’re definitely not from around here aren’t you? Because it’s either you lost interest in screaming right in front of my face telling me how much you love me or your just an alien leaving some elsewhere which I personally would like to go to if you do.” He said. Okay, I admit he does have a sexy singing voice which I got busted for smiling at him for too long. So I shared some likeness to him so what? It’s not like I’m crazy over him.
“Well if I were to live in a spaceship, I should likely dress like I live in one don’t you think?” A flirty smile I gave him, So? I can’t help myself. He somehow triggers my intrigue towards him. After a second of saying that I regretted it because I felt completely self-conscious when his chocolate brown eyes lit under the dim light of the coffee shop going through my body like a scanner. Thank God I chose something sexy to wear tonight for my body. What did I wear? It’s actually simple. A boyfriend inspired white shirt that looks like a dress on me. It exposes one side of my shoulder intentionally, and a pair of dark brown louboutin booties with golden studs all over it.
“Okay so your definitely not someone who lives in a spaceship, can I say you actually look like someone who’s off the runway?”
“Now that’s too much of a line don’t you think? But I’ll take it.” I know, I shouldn’t have flirted with him but somehow it came naturally when I slipped my fingers through my falling dark hair behind my ear, fluttering my dolly lashes at him who was looking stunningly handsome with his jet black hair pushed back, wearing a plain white t-shirt on his smooth satin body with a pair of low rise jeans on his long male model-looking legs as to top it all off he wore it with a black coat. He looks like a prince charming with the absence of the white horse.
“Bill come on, we’ve got a plane to catch!” I gave that boy who just came in through those doors a double look on him when he look almost alike as this one except for the fact that his style ventures more to the hip hop style. I saw Bill hesitating at first like there was something in his eyes, calling out to me for help but just about when I wanted to reach out to him. He backed out, it’s like he was caged, imprisoned, by his own rockstar life. It was too late to save him, and since then after he went disappearing through those doors with Tom, till this day I still kept holding on to his words.
“I’ll come back for you, someday. I promise you. I don’t know when, but I will even if I have to scream into the night for you, just don’t make a move, and don’t ever jump into love without me.”
Here’s a song for you beautiful aliens just to ignite your wicked imaginations, when you read this. Just make sure you pause the player first to drown yourself in this sweet melody. :)
The dark was lurking in the air of a cold night and you were all alone in a quiet street of an unknown city. Fogs filled your feet just to give chills to your skin and bones, and yet got you to wonder, "Where is everyone?" In a vintage black lacey dress with a long train that sweep off the ground, you were pacing back and fourth to look for a sight of a single soul there, at least to be by your side on that silent town. A sound of foot tapping like there was somebody walking towards you has made a sudden disturbance. "Who's there?" You blurted out while greatly in fear to have not seen anyone but just you and your shadow alone. There was obviously no answer. Although, the sound was getting louder in your ears, meaning to say that someone or more likely a strange creature was already near you. You were only been blinded for its presence.
Whispering winds blew your hair as it passes gently in fast motion. You were shivering in cold and what more to feel the warmth of breath of that one mysterious invisible creature who was still lingering around near. "What do you want?" Your body began to tremble as you were clearly aware that your nightmare was so close in touch with you, making your heartbeat drums wildly inside and fear was all left within your body and soul. "Where are you?" While in your mind, he was all you could think of to ignite your sense of bravery at that moment. A drop of tear fell from your twinkling eyes on feeling lost and scared with him nowhere to be found to save you on that night. "I need you.."
An apparition of his face was formed by the creepy presence, slowly transformed itself into a gorgeous man mortal alike to him. He then, lifted your chin to stroke your face and he took a strand of your hair as to genty placed them behind your ears. You caught his dazzling brown eyes that seemingly to gaze right through your teary eyes. Knowing what he should do, he immedietly put you into his arms while broke the silence off, serenade you with his handsome ghostly voice with a beautiful line softly spoken,
"Now I'm here, no more fears. Angel, don't you cry. It is I, my Angel, your Phantomrider..."
Imagine yourself on the stage, trying to impress this flame-ably-hot-onehundredeighty-degree Rockstar and he gave you this look. The look of condescending but yet there was a hint of sexy irony because when reality checks in he actually was envious of your beautiful talent so he’d come to you the minute you were on the stool doing some touch ups to your inspired cat-eye make-up look with a Black-liner from Mac, colouring your lips dangerously with the colour red rouge from Chanel, and ended stroking your cheeks with a blusher that spells “kiss me” from Christian Dior.
Obviously from that arrogant yet sultry look from himself he’d have it erased by a smirk on his face to congratulate you on your break-through performance moments ago.Then all of a sudden, his hands landed itself on each side of your shoulders while he came putting his nude based lips near your ears that it feels like his making an air-brush tattoo on your skin. Slowly, he’d have his fingers dancing on your arms taking you on a journey to cloud nine as he locked gaze with you with that piercing stare of his rock-glam eyes. You might be facing these huge fancy mirrors with light bulbs framing it, but it doesn’t stop him from coming any closer in contact to you. You struck a pot of gold when That Killer leather jacket he was wearing was feeling up his body temperature so you’d witness him taking it off in front of you as he had it rest on the back of his shoulder while he held it lazily with a handsome smile. The next thing you know he’d be trapping you on the chair as he whispered; you are an alien to love. Oh forget the fact that he had ever looked at you in that way even if it was super good-looking!
Beneath these words, you’d have the tips to make Bill Kaulitz’s head turns to you, yes you. (;
In a cold mysterious night, the wind blows wildly like never before. Satellites spinning out control sensing there was a disturbance somewhere up in the sky. Although there wasn’t anything visible to our eye sight that caught our attention, the only cause for the radar to go mental was only an appearance of a strange yet unique guy like he just came out of a new dimension, a different planet or a whole other world, standing there eye-gazing right at you, waiting patiently for the right moment for you to get close to him and letting you will feel as if he was ready to take you for an abduction.
Immortally gorgeous for a human, could he be one of us? Or is he some kind of a humanoid who hid the real him inside, donning a mask of human form in front of the Earthlings, only to fulfil his mission by targeting all human beings especially the sexy female species on making a world domination through his virtuoso talent. Yes, with that one cosmic voice thrown out and dancing together with a beautifully melodic tune, with a single pitch he’ll stun you for sure. One fact, futuristic alien like him doesn’t need an antenna on his head to magnetize you. Earthquakes arise as he landed, the world seemed to be shaking and vibrating due to a heavily strong force of his outrageous power of attraction.
Is it possible for one creature to have it all? He has a handsome voice to bring the temptation of longing for more to let your ears pay full attention to, a perfect porcelain skin that glows heavenly without using any light intensity to outshine it, a foreign touch that leaves you with the feeling of wanting to be near and close to let your skin touches his for every connection made, a heavenly gorgeous structured face carved with irresistible smiles and mesmerizing smirks to lure you by just taking a glimpse on him, a dangerously alluring stare for him to unlock the power of his seductiveness, a kissable lips for you to taste the sweetness side of him like he is all too pleasurable to let go, a skinny tall figure which let him stride in poised with full pride, a rocking glam attire accessorized with sexy piercings and tattoos that would blow your mind off only to prove that he is not the ordinary stylish creature you usually encounter with , all of those lies within him for he knew, he proudly owns them and owe it to no one. But could all of this extravagant aura be a trick as a new invasion of gravity-pulling act is ready to be taken as a sinister action by him? Blame him if you must for attracting all kind of humans on Earth without feeling any sense of guilt at all.
So caution now, if you caught him standing before you, looking right into your eyes, you may suffer a serious case of heart problem as he simply shoots up to you with a laser shooting eye gaze easily enough to make your heart boils up almost to the high temperature of the Earth’s core, melting away your one and only heart into a liquefied lava. Once you're caught in his trap, there’s no way back for you, the Earth is no longer your home as he may persuade you to enter his humanoid city with one delusional hypnotic force master created only by him. Together, you and him, will chase the dark star in the galaxie, passing through black holes and million captivating twinkling stars. The question is, why is it so hard for us to stop this drumming beating on our hearts over him? Well, here’s the answer, he is supersonic in his very own unique way, making us floating in the air like there was no gravity and infected us with a poison of an undying unconditional love.
But still, who is he actually? An alien to love? A unique soul to touch? Of course, this extraterrestrial creature has a name, he who goes by the name Bill Kaulitz is the one and only Sexy Boy Alien that has ever exist!
A beautiful photo deserves to have a beautiful story coming with it but not every story has a happy ending. Here we are, Bill is standing with a ghost that has her body covered with a colorless dress, her face sheered with a translucent cloth and there are no feet on the ground. The artist had a hidden depth of meaning towards this photo that she has created to illuminate what she feels inside. A sharpie was used to tell the story. In words, Bill is a man with a virtuoso soul. Indefinite with his handsome voice he had won many female hearts from around the globe but not one, has yet won his heart.
That one tear in his eyes tells us that he is alone even if there is many people surrounding him from the fans right on the ground to his twin brother who is always there with him on stage. Every time he sets foot on stage his eyes searches for a missing piece of puzzle in his life. That missing piece is a girl that he needed the most to set him free from his loneliness, to let him fall in love and have it broken if she must. A little feeling of falling in love is already enough for his starvation for love. That’s all a lonely lead singer is asking for.
Everyday, he often hears people telling him, “You were great today.” “Good Job!” “Killer show man!” but that’s not what he wanted is it? He wanted a serene voice from a girl to come to him everytime he ended a show in any country.
“Baby you were awesome.” Yes, that is what he wants to hear in his ears with a pair of arms hugging him to wash away the hard work he did on stage and soft lips to kiss away his thirstiness.
His chocolate brown eyes always tell lies, telling the people whom he is close with that he is okay when actually he is not. If he must, he feels like throwing his anger to the whole world, shouting for the girl whom he thinks is the one to come out. “Where are you?!” and he will continue enchanting that till he gets tired and tears would pool up in his eyes every night when he wakes up and sit there on the empty stage with no one in the surroundings with cold shivering air. He never fails to get up on his feet and throw every single thing off the stage, from the keyboard, to the guitar, to the drum set and even tearing off the velvet curtains. “Where are you! Where are you! Where are you!” and finally he will just surrender and sat on the ground with a mutter and one tear rolling down his face. “I hate you.”
That particular night, it was monsoon. He was soaked in rain. His jet black hair no longer in place, his white t-shirt translucent enough on his body, and his pale lips moist by the rain that his brown eyes too were smudge with black-liner and yet he still looks like a handsome wrecked ken.
“Bill, you have to stop your obsession to find that perfect girl.”
“No I have to, I know she’s out there somewhere. I just need to look harder.”
“Listen to me, no matter how far you go, how long you search for her you will never find her. You need to be optimistic and look on the bright side. Your brother, he cares for you. Seeing you like this pains him.”
There is always a haunting voice that sounds like cold winter spring in an English rose garden in his mind. He could never shake it off. It is always there, a beautiful voice in his ears. It sounds like a melody, a song he would like to play in his mind every time he feels alone.
“Why can’t you just come out of my mind and be real. I promise I’ll sing for you everytime you ask me to.”
He could hear her melodious laugh before her voice just disappears. Then it comes again, the feeling of emptiness invades his mind.
“Don’t leave me here.” He whispered to himself while staring at the empty stadium. He was looking up at the stars, and had his foe finger removing that one tear out of his eyes with a single sniff.
That’s just it. Everytime, Everyday, he couldn’t sleep he will wake up at the precise hour just to hear that voice in his ears. She might not have the face he could stroke, the body he could hold, the lips he could kiss and the eyes he could stare at but he will always have her soothing voice to accompany him in his loneliness. A phantom rider. That's what she is to him.
A job well done for this amazing artist. Run-Beside-Me
In faraway land, there’s a boy named Bill Kaulitz. He shall take a girl to a wonderland with his muscular pair of arms, that seems to be new, improved and buffed that seems like a candy cane in a candy land, stands out amongst the other candies where every girl would love to take a bite on it, feeling the sweet seduction taste of it tingling on their tongue, forget the other taste buds, only sexy, alluring, and devouring sweetness bud is there. 
