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Corinne
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0 posted 1999-10-30 11:12 PM


He was a gentleman from the highlands
Of the Ancient Black Watch Clan
Tall and strong as I am elfin
Mysterious man from Scotland

He came to me on a warm eve in Mae
As the Wooleys were bringing in spring
Small rings of fire on display
Feverish dancing the offering

Flicker of firelight caught his face
His Tartan colors: green, black and blue
Wondered what brought him to this place
Flames lit his face in a red/orange hue

My turn, I leapt across the circle of fire
Red hair flying, head thrown back
Ran past him onto the Moorish mire
Heard his footfalls on mossy track

Ducked inside a cave, my secret place
There a green underground stream
Breathless and jubilant at winning this race
But he was there, akin to a dream

Fingers touched my shoulder softly
I jolted, raised my hands up to fight
He grabbed my hair, kissed me
Then held me in a way to excite

He uplifted me then, above him
So easily elevated by his strength
I reached out to stop this foolish whim
But he laughed, held me fast at arm’s length

Did not see his face as he drew me close
But I did not resist his fierce kiss
Found myself drawn in, almost
An involuntary response, body bliss

He lay me down then upon soft moss
Loved me once, again once more,
Softly this time with tenderness
Our bodies, spirits we did explore.

Now I wait for a sign of his return
Of a promise I knew he would keep
As long as I shall live I will yearn
In my Celtic heart he will beat

Touched my heart and
Scorched my body
With the flames
Of many centuries: Ne Obliviscarus

© 1999 Corinne Bailey


© Copyright 1999 Corinne - All Rights Reserved
RobertB
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1 posted 1999-10-30 11:36 PM


wow...that is a good one!

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Denise
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2 posted 1999-10-31 01:34 AM


Lovely tale, Corinne. What does Ne Obliviscarus mean?

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hoot_owl_rn
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3 posted 1999-10-31 09:23 AM


BRAVO!!! Well written
Corinne
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4 posted 1999-10-31 12:15 PM


Denise: Ne Obliviscarus means "forget me not" and was the slogan of the infamous clan Campbell of Scotland.

Thank you also, Robert and Hoot_OwL-M

Denise
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5 posted 1999-10-31 12:55 PM


Wondeful! Perfect ending!

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Watcher666
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6 posted 1999-11-02 04:57 PM


Excellent!!!

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Parker
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7 posted 2000-01-13 02:47 PM


Corinne, I had to bring this out. It reminded me of my on going search for my families Tartans, and connections to Scotland families.

Parker

Gentleman Charles
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8 posted 2000-01-30 06:06 PM


A very beautiful love ballad, but with a soft touch of fragrance, as a rose with the early morning dew.  Only a lady would know. Thank you my lady Corinne

 

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