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Cymraeg Soned

Along the stream we gently float, The little boat knows where to go Our fingers trail where water drift, While kisses gift our love to grow. A fleeting touch where our lips meet, As tongues greet the moistness within, Those dark clouds form high above Distract not love from its tiffin. And as the rain begins to fall, My whispered call to shelter you, And though my skin is soaking wet As yet there’s naught I’d rather do. I give to you my loving heart With this simple verse as a start. Form: Cymraeg Soned Parameters: Written over of 3 stanzas written in the awdl gwydd form with a closing cyhydedd fer couplet.

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Date: 5/15/2012 6:08:00 AM
Don't understand the last bit but love and understand the verse, Nice xx
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Jemmy Farmer
Date: 5/18/2012 8:37:00 PM
Thank you Mandy. The last bit is just the form notes