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Raglan road
Contributed by
fortunesdancer
on
Thursday, 19th March 2009 @ 04:12:37 PM in AEST
Topic:
dedicatedpoems
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on an autum i walk through feilds of sweet air at the dawning of the day you lie at the rim of the feild were the sweet hay lies you strum your mandolin and an angel cries you sit carefree under shade of elm leaves the wind calm a subtle breeze i lie beside you you play regardless and i recall a november of yore on an ireland tour i beg you to play more and i see your dark hair before me it ensnares me in lust i passed through the danger to get beside you and as the day dawned in november chill we walk along the waters edge by a deep ravine were i pledged my passion to you i loved you too much happyness not shared is happyness thrown away so i gave it to you we exchanged our gifts on feilds of hay in an irish fair may and beach of sand and stone your dark hair unravels like clouds over feilds of pearl and oat on a quite street were i go to meet you i see you walk away from me so hurriedly that i have loved not as i should have done as the angels swoon the plays end looms at the dawning of the day
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