Poetry from a Time Forgotten : Gaelic Prince

Tuesday, March 21, 2006

Gaelic Prince

I hold a smooth stone, pink quartz in my hand... Eyes closed, manifestations created. The dulcimer plays, harps harmonize, flutes echo, mesmerizing essence of your sweet laughter comes back to me like a kiss. My Gaelic prince on horseback riding from his high kingdom among angels and tall pines.... Sign in to see full entry.

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