Bronte Inspiration 2
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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
Copyright © Jadazzle United | Year Posted 2014
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