A/N: A random poem I wrote, inspired by the song Skellig by Loreena McKennitt (breath taking). First 'fanfiction' poem I've written, really, although I do write a load of original poetry. Please R/R. Thanks.
The site majorly screwed up the format of this poem when I posted it last night. Sorry. It's not the way it was written, trust me. I've fixed it now....
This is copyrighted to me. Steal it, and I will hunt you down like a dog. Have a nice day!
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The Green Hills
I lived for you but did not slumber.I did not stray into the fields afar,
Only wandered into dreams and your arms,
Roaming the green hills and the gray mists,
Into the free man's wilderness.
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I needed your touch on my flesh,
Your fingertips on my yearning face.
When God could find no other way to soothe me,
I needed your breath on my eyelids,
As I wept, as we wept in the morn.
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I could not find peace in earth's valleys,
Only in the one of your embrace,
And I could find no other whisper of love,
Only your own, like the sea wind,
To take my tears away.
-::-
Yours words were the only music to claim me,
The only music that echoed in my soul,
And I could not escape your old poetry,
That which your wrote for me so long ago,
Speaking of undying friendship, though we were always mortal.
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I wanted to die in your blanket
So that I may never be cold,
So I could take your threads to heaven
And breathe them into my own,
So that I could be a part of you forever.
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I wanted to live in your heartbeat.
I wanted to live in your breath.
I wanted to live in your words and your tears,
To roam only your edges that fit into mine,
And to only wander you, my completion, for all time.
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I wanted to die in your fingers.
I wanted to die in your palms,
Where my tears traveled their lines
And disappeared into your chest,
Where your heart beat against mine.
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I never strayed from the country.
I only wandered the hills,
Only the green and the mist and the sea,
Where the sky touched the earth in our poetry.