My Bonnie
By repomen79
My Bonnie the skies above us blaze, The wind blows from the moores. Silver moonlit magic plays, Within those eyes of yours. My bonnie, the flame of our passion seems, As frail as candle light. My Bonnie of my deepest dreams, Make love to me Bonnie tonight. Bright gleams the heather in the morning sun, In its coat of glistening dew. In all of my days, I have dreamed of one, My Bonnie that dream is you. in our clearing the night birds all sing, A song of a greater delight. My Bonnie my song is the love that I bring, Make love to me Bonnie tonight. Away off a pennywhistle sounds in the still, And the dark seems to answer amen. Her mothers gone off to the cinema til, Her Bonnie has come home again. Some of the true things need no reason why, My Bonnie some things are just right. Heaven is here on this hill where we lie, Make love to me Bonnie tonight. Written March 21st, 2002 © on Mar 21 2002 02:52 PM PST, Patric Patterson 0 • 8
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"My Bonnie the skies above us blaze,..."