'Love her madly'

[irish_highlander]

Awake,
Shake Dreams form your Hair
My presty child
My sweet one;
Choose the day
And choose the sign of your day
The day's divinity;
Firts thing you see
The music an voices aer all aroud us

A vast radiant beach
And a cool jewled moon
Couples naked;raced down by its quiet side
And we lauhgh like soft, mad children
Smugged in the wolly, cotton brains of infancy
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Thank you O' Lord
For the white blind light
Thank you O'Lord
For the white blind light

A city rises from the sea
I had a splitting head ache for which the futures made
J.Morrision