Dubln
hast though Celtic soul
be thy quilt
Cover me in thy
morbid guilt
comfort me in
thy dearest bosom
of soiled darkness open
a channel of perfection
through wisdom
and perpetual light invite
my self consciousness to dine
in me home in Ireland
Copyright © Yolanda Nicholsen | Year Posted 2011
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