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Osprey
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since 2009-04-12
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0 posted 2009-10-04 11:20 AM


Love, come with me, down to Avalon.
Let me love you in the turning russet
as we approach the days of leaves.
There, in sweet Avalon, where dreams
like sworded-hands emerge, shining,
from secret lakes of hope.

Let us sip the wines of only-us
from the elusive Holy Grail of life.
Toast legendary kings and ghostly knights;
breathe damsel-eyed views
'cross seducing, seaward panoramas,
scanned from the tower of history's bloody tor.
Deep, in mystic Avalon.

Where singing streams spin their dreams
in tangled webs beneath the pagan hills.
We shall ride white horses, naked,
bowing to ancient giants as we pass.
For they shall know we come in awe,
seeking the eternal secrets of the sacred stones
that stand, scorning the will of time.
Proud, in mystic Avalon.

Then merge we must, midst the raining leaves
that herald the death-hour of the flame.
And there, beneath our mother moon,
to throngs of a thousand souls,
we shall be as one.
And tomorrows will rise, forever ours.
There, in the heart of mystic Avalon.

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ThisDiamond
Member Rara Avis
since 2002-02-22
Posts 9353
Michigan, USA
1 posted 2009-10-04 01:41 PM


Brimming with passion and fire...wonderful
sensation of the wind, riding bareback along
the autumn treeline.
Enjoyed

Margherita
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since 2003-02-08
Posts 22236
Eternity
2 posted 2009-10-05 10:58 AM


Great scenery and yes wonderfully passionate!

Love,
Margherita

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Member Seraphic
since 1999-07-29
Posts 20723
Louisiana
3 posted 2009-10-05 05:03 PM


Where singing streams spin their dreams
in tangled webs beneath the pagan hills.
We shall ride white horses, naked,
bowing to ancient giants as we pass.
For they shall know we come in awe,
seeking the eternal secrets of the sacred stones
that stand, scorning the will of time.
Proud, in mystic Avalon.

Your words weave a wonderful spell... beautiful work!!

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