Celtic Dreams: Penned With Vlad Raven
I close my eyes and silken thoughts flow through my mind,
The time before time is opened, with all its glory and majesty.
I bring you with me my beautiful queen, within a dream,
To a time that is yet to come, or a time that is long since past.
The time before time, a blueprint of life, of all that shall ever be.
In this land of all tomorrows Love shall surely flow,
A river of life ever running across silver cords of memory.
My Golden queen, come join me within my Celtic Dream.
Your dream is mine, M 'Lord. Your thoughts reach my heart.
The river is swift and deep and I immersed in Love for you.
Time has no place nor meaning in the heart of our dream,
Past, present, or in all our tomorrows, we shall be together.
Our silver cords of memory will never tarnish, my Celtic Lord.
They tie our silken thoughts together, never to be torn apart.
In any land, upon any sea, winds call out your name to me.
Tis you I Love. No other will I ever join in our Celtic Dream.
Meet me tonight before the great white veil between worlds,
Where in our connected minds we ever meet each night.
I want but to gently take your hand my queen and enter our Celtic World.
There within the emerald green fields we shall join together in Love,
In the valley of echoes our love's song shall sing forever,
On the plateau of Arrach we shall look into our futures horizon.
My beloved, come with me into our Celtic scene,
Take my hand and we shall enter our Celtic Dream.
Rays of waning sun bid farewell, and amethyst twilight appears.
Eagerly, I listen for your footfall, for another night is nigh upon us.
Beyond the veil we shall tryst in emerald grasses and lavender heather,
Where enfolded in each others arms, we intimately whisper of adoration.
Our words shall softly echo through valley and vale in perfect harmony,
A song of sweet serenade until we've reached the mountain top.
There, hand in hand, we shall gaze into a million new tomorrows,
Knowing in each one, Love shall carry us deep into our Celtic Dream.
In visions of harmony, this Celtic Dream was born. Thank you, Mike.
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