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Love Poem #7158
Celtic Soul
by ...Avery
I wait for you to come again,
to dance with me among the hills,
in the land of our ancestors,
where our love echoes still.
Take from me my ribbons bright,
of lavendar and blue,
braid them in my hair,
whisper softly, "there is only you!"
Cast aside all thoughts
of what is wrong or right,
hold me tightly close to you,
love me thru all my nights.
Lay down beside me now,
dream within my dreams,
where everything is possible
and loves a golden gleem.
For we are of the past, my love,
it cannot be wished away, not ever
I am bound through time to you,
and that my celtic soul-mate, is forever.
Notes From The Author:
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