Drink out of my eyes like a humming bird from a bloom rage against the skies fight to the end against your doom blind the stars if their light won't guide your way drag the sun into the night if you need to make it day tear open the hollow hills to set your spirit free when all is done your battles won then would you cleave to me
Don't know....nearest is somewhere...hmmmm, Dumfries and Galloway, United Kingdom
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A Welshman moved toScotland, writing since December 2010, in love with poetry and my special poet friends,who I am following here through loyalty and devotion!! more..