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Bonnie Brae
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Mistletoe Angel 
since 2000-12-17
Posts 32816Portland, Oregon |
Bonnie Brae By: Noah Eaton 2/16/01 Blue spruce cloverleafs tatter before purple mountain majesties Boxelders rise and shine at winters dusk on hillocky milky foothills Here we would lay on bonnie brae, letting the snowflakes kiss our faces We’d rest our heads side by side, sweet words blanketed us as Mother Nature yawned her williwaw in her sleep Side by side would we lay, making snow angels on the snow-capped meadow The warmth of your hand keeping me warm, as we wait for the sunlight to seep through the clouds I held you in my arms as we stepped back inside as the day ended and the nights got colder Dreaming of you by and by, as winters dusk passed us by On bonnie brae, I embowel all my pain deep into my pocket and clear my head with you Here I sing my serenade to you, rhythm follows with the seasons From the ossuary of late-blooming buds, springs dawn reincarnates petrified roots Tarradiddle perennials rise forth this season in chicanery, wizards of the earth awakening from hibernation Sunlight beacons forth the bonnie brae, sitting with you on this jade vale We as one enkindle within the fresh hollyhock breath of annual beginning And this is where I loved you, I picked a daisy for you, my darling Our love came in with the sunlight, I knew that when I first saw the lightness in your face I would kiss you on the soft meadow grass Rolling with you down the small hillsides under the azure skies On bonnie brae, I learned not to feel shy, when I first met you Here I sing my serenade to you, rhythm follows with the seasons Sun overcomes day in the noon of the summer, sultry days playing with thunderstorms orchestra Butterscotch rain keeping the soil healthy, leaves swaying in the mandate of enlightenment I sat with you out in the soft drizzle on bonnie brae, kissing your moist lips kissed by the rain, feeling your long wetted hair Smoothly dragging my hand down, feeling the softness, as I walked away with you as the rain began to fall harder I would look out the window with you, my arm around your shoulders Watching the hail fall, heavens pearls of holy matrimony dropped in rejoice of our truly found love The heart of the setting sun pierced with a bolt of lightning, natures cupid speaking A rainbow explodes back again, a mirror reflection of his message silencing to a sigh On bonnie brae, I touched your heart, just as you touched mine Here I sing my serenade to you, rhythm follows with the seasons As the season goes by, falls midnight undertows backwards across the atmosphere Aspen ridges and crabapple gulches kissed in moonlight of Picasso Stars substitute the sunlight over bonnie brae, where far from a telescopic lens, I gazed up at the stars with you at my side Your head tucked safe under my arm around your shoulder, swearing you found your place within the seven sisters We’d both look at this star, lighting the sky like no other, and we’d see it twinkle in each others eyes Every wink your eyes blink, just as you noticed the same with me, accepting this gift together with hands held The star twinkled between our faces as our lips embraced in the starlight kiss, present of eternity delivered We happily said together we’d be together forever the rest of our lives, through every season that follows, as I held you close On bonnie brae, we found we were truly meant for each other Here I sing my serenade to you, rhythm follows with the seasons Your love flows in me with every season, my love Never will I miss a single breath of fresh air, never will I miss a sunrise or sunset In times cabriolet, love will ride us on through life come joy And in your eyes, I will always see…bonnie brae… |
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Lady In White
since 2001-02-12
Posts 2799USA |
This has the feel of both a ballad...and a song. Very nice. |
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Cerenity Member Elite
since 2000-02-16
Posts 2637Escondido-California |
Hi Mistletoe Angel, Splendid love story, you have written of seasonal love beautifully, truly enjoyed this one, thank you so much. Love, Cerenity "God doesn't have to be reminded that we exist. We have to be reminded that He exist!" (Writer Unknown) |
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Mistletoe Angel
since 2000-12-17
Posts 32816Portland, Oregon |
Thank you for your beautiful comments! |
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