She had eyes the colour of the Islay Sea. Her hair silk and russet. Against the paleness of her marked skin.There was strength in her that burned…. a quasar. When she spoke you listened. As if someone had whispered into your soul. With that it grasped your…

Holding hands walking through the park Feeling free without a doubt Love has its hold oh so secure Nothing can release us now   Each day is lived in hope Great or small let it flow Keeping life still and free Share it all in…

Running through the shadows of a newly found forest brass and copper lined the paths   shifting chanting notion less being still and silent In the mist   Fleece is sent through the mill making wool so cool and thrill   Tens of Thousands days…

Dancing to the music When the music hits you You feel no pain I am a Rebel Waiting to hear the sounds Thunder through the clouds Music gives rhythm to my Swag Keeping those feet moving All over the moon lit shores Music is the…