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Cassanova VI |
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tori Senior Member
since 1999-06-18
Posts 520Mechanicsville, Maryland, USA |
I grasp my hand upon the throne for these feelings can not be shown My lips I keep tightly closed as he arrives, my cheeks turn to rose "Oh Lord do not let it show, for one true love such as he I've waited for eternity Now it feels you've answered me, my God I pray you let this be When he walks in, what joy he brings, like fresh fallen snow or a breath of spring A knight in amour this love I seek, that brings the rose to my cheek I keep my distance from this love, for the king would have his head But my heart is full of fire fly's, for here is where he lives A distant love he maybe, yet through my body he doth creep I feel his touch, I taste his lip's so sweet, as the rose he brings to my cheeks I find you now my love, as slumber I seek, with heart in hand you come to meat In gentle breeze you take command as we sprout wings and take the sky, like angles, it is we fly With God's grace we will enter through Heavens Gate, and there my love, we will take our place Side by side the clouds we share Not God nor man can stop us there Copyright Tori 1999 "Love Letters" _____________________________________________ linger yet with Nature, for the night Hath been to me a more familiar face than that of man: and in her starry shade of dim and solitary lovelines I learn'd the language of another world. Lord Byron 1788-1824 Manfred, III,iv |
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Genea Member
since 1999-06-15
Posts 321USA |
Reminds me a bit of Romeo/Juliet. Bittersweet. |
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