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Lost beneath the mantle of ancient trees
On crumbling road I hope will lead to you
Cold and weary, near falling to my knees
By lantern light, the world is painted blue

Searching for hours to find a sign or trace
Of where you are, but not one did I see
In anger, left. 'Twas written on your face
'Tis my fear you shall not return to me

Darkness enfolds, the night is all around
Too late to turn back, a shelter I seek
A bed of leaves gathered upon the ground
Shall serve well enough on a night so bleak

Pinch the wick of lantern flame 'til it dies
My thoughts are of you as I close my eyes
                           ~~~

My thoughts are of you as I close my eyes 
Memories of our Love they do fill my mind 
In flash of dazzling light peace it belies 
The Love of our tomorrows that we find 

The call of your heart to you it has led 
Now open your eyes and then do behold 
Your warrior holds you in nature's bed 
In a land of light kissed by sun of gold 

But for now my Love we meet within dream 
For in life I lie in a bloody glen 
Our Love shall be precious as it may seem 
As the Love we share when we meet again 

Your Love shall come and save me with its light 
I come to you within a cold dark night 
                       ~~~

Stirred by sudden warmth pressed upon my cheek
The touch of your hand carries in the wind
I hear you call in voice desperate and weak
In my vision you lay injured and pinned

My heart cries in sorrow for now I see
Was not in anger you left me behind
But to defend our home, our lands and me
Forgive me for doubting you. I was blind.

The sun rises, giving breath to dawn's light
I draw near with each step, soon at your side
To tend your wound for you have won the fight
Then upon your steed, back home we shall ride

Your Love drew me close to you in the glen
The reason we are together again
                         ~~~

The power of our Love transcends time and space 
We return to our great hall together 
The Aird Righ and his queen of Celtic race 
Our deep Love it shall go on forever 

We sit together on our antlered thrones 
Bedecked are we with our gold and silver 
Our bards now play music with such light tones 
As with skill their ancient words deliver 

I do look upon you my living sun 
Glory of my heart wonder of my Soul 
You are my desire our passion does burn 
As through our night we reach our blissful goal 

My Love forever my Celtic sunbeam 
You are my beloved my Celtic dream 


Written in alliance with Vladislav Raven. 
Thank you, Mike, for bringing these sonnets to life.
May 1st, 2016
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