The exiled Scot Is never free From the attachment To the land of their birth The heart can love Anywhere in the world, But the exiled soul Yearns for home The call of home, once a whisper Becomes louder every day I am not going home to die I am going home to live

I fear not death, and when the time is right, I will welcome it and embrace it like a long-lost friend, and we will walk into the valley where the shadows softly whisper my name for the final time.  

  The high ground is safe, above all the turmoil, away from the collective angst. Secure from the hordes below, and separated from the gregarious followers of the trends. Casting one eye along the valley and the other to the sky, watching and waiting For the light of dawn to shine on the truth, and …

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The love that we share is no ordinary love, It is an inseparable love that will never die. Our relationship will not be marred by external influences From humans, finances or divorce lawyers. Our loyalty to each other is indelible And our souls are entwined in a bond that can never be torn apart.

When the clock approaches 12 And I am all alone waiting For the sound of the bell And you walk right in to my arms Teasing pleasing and resplendent, Kissing holding touching moaning Pleasing smiling and promising, Another year of your magical spell

  The touch of your tears on my face never left me. Your pain was my pain, when I hurt you, I hurt myself even more. The feeling when we reconciled brought joy into my sadness And the touch of your lips created an indelible memory of the moment.   When a broken love is …

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You said I did not give all of me to you. You were right; I kept some of me in reserve. The reserve was an island to escape to in the event of separation. I made the mistake of relenting and giving you all of me. When the hurt of separation came, it thundered down …

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When I look into your eyes I see the swans in the lake As they dance in a synchronised ballet. I see glistening dew drops on white roses That evaporates to meet the birds in the sky. When I touch your lips There is a sensuous softness, That creates gentle sparks Of resonating pleasure That …

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