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Celtic Heirs(edited and expanded) |
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For_Never Member
since 1999-10-27
Posts 125Cincinnati, oh, United States of America |
Within those walls.. the dark blood did flow.. seven hundred year ago... the last of a line was slaughtered .. by Saxon hordes... Within those cold walls... their souls still mourn.. let those who enter be forewarned.. On horse back he rode, to pick up his love.. two young lovers...from their homes did ride.. against parents law..and their hideous decree and the only place safe... was that castle by the sea She was a beauty.. flame in soft curls He had the hint of noble decent.. aristocratic face, tempered with brown hair betwixt the shoulders it went.. To that castle way they stole... where all other feared go.. for fears of the souls..trapped seven hundred years ago.. So...on with love, and no fear not found.. for haunt they were bound.. Inside they felt an odd touch... and their hands together they felt flushed.. and lost in the eyes of passion found.. they fell fast in to new devotions.. disrobing with alacrity...they made union unbound never glimpsing, or caring... that sacred reunion in their blood was found.. And as each made their climaxes true.. two bound souls , in lonely, forgotten anguish so long, rode the skins of two young lovers of old Celtic blood with each hungered touch and gasping breath ancient and young loves once again felt each others touch.. and to those young lovers, Celtic by descent... and as it does, at the right time, the sun did rise. Yet pursuers, or fathers, or rivals of their flame never endangered, or worried the lovers again. for older cycles held them true Ne'er would they be apart again and seasons passed, as the seasons do till her flame turned grey, and his did to yet years of touches had came and passed and far to soon to the grave he was asked embracing a man, of noble decent and on to that earth, true love's tears went and as the last breath of grey in soft curl was sent once more two soul joined, with their lives both spent decades alone, being as one is not easy to relent no pursuers, or fathers, or rivals of their flame shall ever bother, or worry, or haunt them again. and so with two other lovers they will subsist those ancient souls, whose to their bodies they lent the four together shall eternity spend so in those halls four true loves roam forever welcomed to their haunted home.. Edward A. Beerman 11-08-99(edited 9-11-06) |
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Kitttheory New Member
since 2005-11-11
Posts 4Washington,US |
Talk about your steamy love stories! This is HOT! Lovely trip through beerman land! ;O) |
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