The Musician
With such lyrical splendor how you've touched my soul reached the depth of my heart With melodious rapture how you've taken my breath awakened senses with a start And now I'm seeing you with eyes set to a new tune open to vibrations all around And you're so beautiful a kaleidoscope of colors of lovely sights and sounds Play on, Piper, play on that haunting melody that soothing serenade Let your skill and cunning melt this heart of ice misuse most aptly made |
Is fearr l`ubadh n`a briseadh ******* It is better to bend than to break |
The Willow Grove |
Just Friends Were I to feel your strong embrace of warmth and comfort so inviting Were I to know your sweet kiss taste the love and passion flame igniting Were I to wrap your soul round mine a new religion for my finding Were I to give in, cross that line that sacred boundry ever binding There'd be no going back... |
My Friend Here listening when no one else would Here understanding the way a friend should Here holding me like no one else could I wish you were here |
As He Paints Sitting by watching so intently so patiently Longing to touch daring not lest the spell be broken Not the muse not the subject but the timid observer of greatness So deep a yearning to hold that star to be near such beauty To gather the light in warm embrace comfort the form ease all pain But dare not touch while he paints lest the spell be broken... |
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