They told her look out
For yourself whilst you can.
For once her burning eyes ignite
His smoulders to fire
Her decision would cease to count.
They told her of the deaths undignified
And of his wrath unsurpassed.
The hushed voices resonate
Praying for her soul
Whilst her fate’s being dealt,alas!
And as the highlands come forth
She braceth for the unknown
They’d called him a ruffian , merciless
So why was he heeding to her wounds
They’d called him vile and uncompassionate
So why was he soothing her swoons
Absorbing her screams when he should’ve caused them
Afraid of him? Nay, he’s her gentle warrior
So as the topaz drowns into the blue
The distant blabber grows insignificant
To this new found passion brewed.
The end .
( a note to myself when I read this later and think ..what the hell!this is so not me!)
The product when you read too much of Julie Garwood. She just captures your mind until you are transported into a world of hot Highlanders and damsels with a killer attitude. I had to acknowledge this amazing author. Not necessarily do a good job though.
(no,you won’t regret this!)