Brave of Heart | Celtic Poem by Shane Clark
Brave of Heart
I’m a dreamer; my heart is pure and gold. Passion never stops reeling my soul. I see fire in her eyes, Lust and Desire. I dare tread upon hot coals, taking forbidden fruit, relishing in its marvel. I do not feel remorse! Just love and longing... to hold her in my arms again. My heart does not fear further punishment; it does not care! I will trample all who oppose; I will flaunt our touching. Nothing will ever make my heart relent. Or my tongue and fingers forget…
02-11-01
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