Bronte Inspiration 2

PLEASE READ BRONTE INSPIRATION FIRST Our courtship it continues at a gentle pace Every time I see him my heart begins to race Long walks in the country, late evenings by the fire I really have discovered he is my hearts desire Kisses in the moonlight, holding hands by candlelight When I go to bed it’s him I dream of every night But for now we kiss goodnight by the bedroom door He respects my wishes that I want to remain pure In the Parsonage Where the Bronte sisters slept I fall to one knee and my promise is kept The faded portraits seem to smile Urging her to keep me waiting for a while A wink from Emily, A grin from Anne Charlotte's look tells me this is part of the plan Waiting for the answer I feel my nerves dance Adding to the feeling we are part of a Bronte romance. We arrange a small wedding but there is no great haste Until we are betrothed I am determined to remain chaste My dress is made of beautiful silk and is the purest white My groom he looks so handsome, he is my heart’s delight At the altar like Jane and Rochester we stand side by side This time there are no hitches, and soon I am his bride We hold a small reception back at Wildfell Hall Tonight for the first time into bed together we will fall I hear the voice of my beloved In my ear she seemed to say Oh be patient if thou lov'st me The power of love, The Bronte way My ardour is inflamed by passions longing But I must earn her virgin sacrifice Soon she knows the feeling of being loved and belonging For my bride only romantic perfection will suffice. By Jan Allison and Darren Watson 19th April 2014