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| The Story |
| ~ From across the celtic moors you came Your pride, your heritage, your family name Worn 'bout your body like armour and shield Sword at your side ever ready to wield. ~ Travel weary from battles of olde Love's lost tears staining your soul and then we meet. ~ Recognition from lives long past Inhibitions fading fast Two hearts comfort long in the night Risk life and limb to seal your plight. ~ Caution mingles with the wind Life and laughter appear again Two souls grow sweet. ~ Desire burning to their core Lost and lonely nevermore Two together joined as one Love's new journey has begun. ~ *** copyrighted 07/13/01 *** published and recorded *** The Sound of Poetry Collection *** |
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| ~ Wayz ~ 05/27/00 ~ ~ Revised 05/09/03 ~ |
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