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The Mists of Love
My eyes shimmered with the sea
stretched out abound
in the mists like Avalon
I saw you on your throne
at a distant shore.
My King cloaked in green
your eyes met my soul
so near I thought I couch touch you
and as a dream you were just out of reach.
The rains of Arnemetia I would weep
and yet you spoke to me
in thunders voice
my pain came as a drum beat.
For your warmth I sought embrace
our love is bond in an endless knot
to pass unbroken, spanning the distance
quaking between us.
When I close my eyes
under Yaggdrasil we should meet
to lie together immortally entwined
you my Gaelic King,
I would be your faithful Queen.
Our vows spoken beneath full moons light
together we dance on the Emerald Isle's shore
blessed by the Dagda and Morrigan
we are eternal.
9:47 PM - 6/13/2007 -
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