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Poetry News Post #297

Freedom of Feelings

Written by: Young Flower of the Forest, Ambralyn Sunbeam-Tiercel, the Sane One
Date: Saturday, June 17th, 2000
Addressed to: Scurvy Seadog Caled Tiercel, of Jaguar Black


Freedom Of Feelings

The waves save me from the shore
The clouds save me from the sun,
but what saves a scalded heart from being consumed again?
Nothing I say, as I stand alone,
Thoughts circling the peak of my mind ,
Passion streaking wildly through my veins.

You are but a rugged soul,
Been burned before, yet scared of the embrace of fire again.
Flames licking around you, heating your deepest desires.
Such a seduction comes from the heat,
but what saves you from the ferocious love I bring?

Nothing i say once more letting the phrase drip through my troubles,
You stand alone, contemplating your dreams,
Sighs of sorrow escape from the lips that just enclosed mine,
but still they dance with mine again.

Time is but a figment of an imagination once had,
So why ask for that time again?
Live in reality and embrace the soul,
Let us unite in the fires we both walked,
For it is time to join and trace them together.

Une poesie est mais un a des emotions et des sentiments a un moment precis a temps, voici mes sentiments, les prennent comme vous souhaitez.

A poem is but an outburst of feelings at one precise moment in time, here are my feelings, take them as you wish.


Penned by my hand on the 15th of Glacian, in the year 250 AF.


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Poetry News Post #297

Freedom of Feelings

Written by: Young Flower of the Forest, Ambralyn Sunbeam-Tiercel, the Sane One
Date: Saturday, June 17th, 2000
Addressed to: Scurvy Seadog Caled Tiercel, of Jaguar Black


Freedom Of Feelings

The waves save me from the shore
The clouds save me from the sun,
but what saves a scalded heart from being consumed again?
Nothing I say, as I stand alone,
Thoughts circling the peak of my mind ,
Passion streaking wildly through my veins.

You are but a rugged soul,
Been burned before, yet scared of the embrace of fire again.
Flames licking around you, heating your deepest desires.
Such a seduction comes from the heat,
but what saves you from the ferocious love I bring?

Nothing i say once more letting the phrase drip through my troubles,
You stand alone, contemplating your dreams,
Sighs of sorrow escape from the lips that just enclosed mine,
but still they dance with mine again.

Time is but a figment of an imagination once had,
So why ask for that time again?
Live in reality and embrace the soul,
Let us unite in the fires we both walked,
For it is time to join and trace them together.

Une poesie est mais un a des emotions et des sentiments a un moment precis a temps, voici mes sentiments, les prennent comme vous souhaitez.

A poem is but an outburst of feelings at one precise moment in time, here are my feelings, take them as you wish.


Penned by my hand on the 15th of Glacian, in the year 250 AF.


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