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In The Clutches

In the clutches of a heart so true,
a lost soul finds comfort and security.
It is the purity of love that fills
one to satisfaction, through thought and word and deed.

We feed our hunger with tender tastes of kisses, found
in the clutches of a heart so true.
We have come to sup at desire’s table,
able to share the feast of love’s pure beauty.

Lovers have a duty to persevere through
obstacles and pitfalls, being held
in the clutches of a heart so true.
Strong is the belief that love conquers.

Do you believe in love?
It is the lifeblood of humanity expressed
in the giving of one to another, embraced
in the clutches of a heart so true.

Kairn


Kairn, a daughter so fair and pure,
born of grace and beauty; demure
in her womanly wiles, her smile
can charm the monster from Lough Ness.

She touched my heart when she was born,
Kairn, a daughter so fair and pure,
giving me a part of her soul,
this gentle girl in full control.

Her mother’s looks and her father’s
way with words, both expressed in love,
Kairn, a daughter so fair and pure;
an angel. Sent from up above,

Blessing all that know her spirit.
And her voice, the way I hear it
fills all my days with joy for sure,
Kairn, a daughter so fair and pure.

Written for the dear heart of a daughter, Kairn Blythe McIllwain.

LOST WITHIN

Lost within the heart of reason,
a love once burning, extinguished,
covered in ash and soot, buried.
Deeply sequestered from this life.

Vanquished soul, sapped of breathing’s fire
lost, within the heart of reason
rests, the remnants of emotions
adrift on oceans of sorrow.

And what will the morrow offer?
Love’s most gentle intervention
lost within the heart of reason?
Or despair for the heart’s demise?

It is unwise to give up hope.
Love’s rose will bloom amidst the thorns,
filling your soul with bouquets, once
lost within the heart of reason.