SEEING KRONOS AGAIN(Maireid Triste)
Stains deeper into fabric
bleeds on underneath.
Panic snatches at the veil
Never get it out.
Beware, I tell you be aware;
Most souls you swallow these days
(From: Lost in the Loving : Coming
|Once again, he
found himself drawing on an example of just the thing Corelis was speaking of: ".. lyrics
which I could imagine someone in real life actually giving to someone else whom they
wanted to seduce
Joe stood looking at the scene before him, deeply moved. He sighed, inwardly as the
words of an old poem played themselves over in his musicians soul. Hed been
thrilled when hed come across a poem called MacLeods Lament - little realising
how often it would form the backdrop to so many of his dealings with Duncan.
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