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Oct 2014
Oh, I lay in an enchanted slumber
visions of phantasy and wonder
visions of You
dance in My head
come from the depths of My soul
You come like a night mist
from the world of shadows
My dark and lovely angel
Oh, You live on the dark side of love
a dark haunting dream world
as dark as velvet
and as soft as silk
from Your heart
from the passion of Your soul
I feel Your fire
a desire from the dark
depths of your soul
Oh, a sweet fragrant mist
fills the air
come from the depths
of your warm and soft
black velvet soul
Oh, My head is filled with ****** fantasies
they fill My soul
and dance before My inner eyes
in My head upon My bed
Oh, creature
Oh, My phantom of desire
You come from the dark and distant shores
of My lonely and desperate soul
succubus mine!
you are a haunting melody
from ages past
like a haunting song
sung beside some ancient Celtic fire
Oh, how I remember You
I have known You through ages past
always a haunting vision
Oh, My soft and lovely haunting vision
Oh, You have always been the life of My soul
Oh, you are a fire that never dies
My love for You will never die
Oh, I breath in Your soft
and fragrantΒ Β mystic love
it comes with the first dying of the sun's rays
as I lay My head upon My bed
you are the first twinkling star
of the soft and sacred night
Oh, You are some sweet and sacred Celtic angel
You have lived through ages past
and You will live in My heart forever and evermore
Oh, I search for You
with My waking eyes
and I shall search for You forever and ever
till I come to Your sweet sacred land
past the sun and moon
and the endless stars
on a bridge to forever till I come to the sacred shadows
of the dream land where you reside
and fly with you sacred Celtic angel
endlessly through the starry
sacred night skies.
Written by
Olan Douglas Webb
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