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#egilvonrosen
time, if time be kind, to unwind reverse the hands with no demands... will I see you will you be mine, even for a day or a night of unconcerned passion... your smile, comes up like the sun in your eyes... and the beauty that I see in your face... I have seen in no other man... there in the land where midnight is day, cold winds wrap my body and hold it like a caress I dream of a castle foreign in name but so common to my soul you are someone I can not touch yet you are someone who has touched the deepest chambers of my heart like a restless vagabond I seek to know the emotions seething inside your mind for in my mind I witnessed your glory in Rockelstad Slott so dashing so full of life in debonair delight I swoon in the brilliance and the radiance of the being that was you.... give me one summer in Rockelstad Slott that is all that I ask of time... give me one summer where you and I will be one... the Swedish skies shall witness this rebirth of a love ,the prisoner of a flame enhanced by memories of a handsome count that once lived in the land of the midnight sun....
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Apr 9, 2015
Apr 9, 2015 at 7:44 AM UTC
Summer at Rockelstad Slott
magnificent warrior weary king, the day is closing night birds no longer sing your eyes begin to dispose tears of wasted forlorn..... silence is your weapon the only companion that you seek I don't know what goes on in your mind in the twilight of afternoon but I see your movements in slow motion and the fluid grace that accompanied your youth ..............like a shadow dancer you were beautiful beyond belief a troubadour of the gods climbing each staircase towards heaven nearer to the sky of oblivion in different languages we say our pieces in different moods our moments have arrived and now I am thinking of you and seeing you in a different view like a stolen reality in My sea of imaginations tell me your tales and break that code of silence I know there is something deeper in your heart that matches.... the beauty of your face let me sit with you in this twilight of afternoon let me touch your being and drink from your lips for in my soul I know that it could be so exciting with you and your stories of long ago....
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Dec 13, 2015
Dec 13, 2015 at 11:51 PM UTC
The Twilight of Afternoon