A Highland Lass she started her dance amid highland dale bringing heel to knee, elbow gently bending touching thou head, a stretching to morning red hair all a flow, anew spin did begin bowing gracefully, to unseen abettor skirt in hands with thighs all exposed toes now a glow reaching towards heaven moving attune silent rhythm, sung to a heaven of love unborn, and mornings of bliss of love unborn, and mornings of bliss cheeks all a flush, green eyes a flaring sheepishly grinning his dictum awaiting preferring more dance, as unison reigns the hills be a blaze, loves glowing aura ensuing waltzs amidst flowers all a dale a spinning the talus, a view now shared a tumbling together a laughter arose over and over a dizzy like wined now giddied all a glee entwined betwixt loves embrace a tribute to the opening matriarch, that would lead to a Coat of Arms which hangs in the Chapel of Windsor Place, a death in a duel, and to all the Hamilton Women
Posted on: Sat, 26 Jul 2014 12:19:53 +0000
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