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Cold Heather.(For ARH).
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Cold Heather.(For ARH). |
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Goldenrose Member Elite
since 2003-05-30
Posts 3665
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Purple heather ripples as the darkening blue skies, pass above in time lapse, while movement below continues. It is cold, the wind nips at fingers, flushes cheeks with colour, refreshes the soul. The moor is lonely, that's where you will find me. Up on the windy wild moor is where i will be, with the weather, the birds, the vast swaithes of heather, softly blowing. Glowing in the cold beautiful weathered landscape, search and find me with the creatures,rain falls and i am home in the wild. Knocking on your door, i bring you warmth of my free love, no element can douse the fire in my heart, my desire is feral. My beloved lady, with you and nature, my heart is love and i am free as the Curlew's rapturous bubbling call. No matter where i am, in what time, my love can never end. While i breathe, the love is for you, safely held for you, precious loved one. Buffalo girl won't you come out tonight..come out tonight...(George Bailey~It's A Wonderful Life) |
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A Romantic Heart Member Ascendant
since 1999-09-03
Posts 5496Forever In Your Heart |
What beauty does mine eyes behold, words so powerful, deep, stirring my soul, and to find you I know where you will be....for the promised love knows and hears her own heartbeat....beating among the wild sounds of nature...so free! Love VQ~xxxxx ..and dance by the light of the moon! (Mary and George Bailey~It's A Wonderful Life) |
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Goldenrose Member Elite
since 2003-05-30
Posts 3665 |
Love of freedom of wild flowing warmth...it is there for you...it always will be...thank you.. Love Goldenrose.xxxxxxxxxx Buffalo girl won't you come out tonight..come out tonight...(George Bailey~It's A Wonderful Life) |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
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LeeJ Member Patricius
since 2003-06-19
Posts 13296 |
My beloved lady, with you and nature, my heart is love and i am free as the Curlew's rapturous bubbling call. Big smiles, Enjoyed the entire poem, but these four were just precious |
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