CAMELOT FANTASIES

HE Touches Me

Author: Eliza Dunn


He touches me in mysterious ways
Only my heart can understand.
The feelings he evokes when his eyes meet mine
Are almost more than I can stand.
He gently breathes, I close my eyes
And feel his love flow softly over me
Like a babbling brook, winding its way
Through  the  forest; An endless stream to the sea.

The stars in the sky spell out his name,
As the clouds come racing in
To hold him closer;  As if even they,
Can not be without him.
He only has to speak my name
And my fragile heart skips a beat
And as his tender words are uttered,
All my doubts and troubled fears
Are put to sleep.
He touches me and I'm filled
With the most warm and wondrous light
It's as if before him, I was just as dark
As the dead of the longest night.
Just to gaze into his eyes
And feel his heart beat with mine,
It's all I'll ever, ever ask until the end of time!





A RED, RED ROSE

Author: Robert Burns

O my luve's like a red, red rose.
That's newly sprung in June;
O my luve's like a melodie
That's sweetly played in tune.

As fair art thou, my bonnie lass,
So deep in luve am I;
And I will love thee still, my Dear,
Till a'the seas gang dry.

Till a'the seas gang dry, my Dear,
And the rocks melt wi' the sun;
I will luve thee still, my Dear,
While the sands o'life shall run.

And fare thee weel my only Luve!
And fare thee weel a while!
And I will come again, my Luve,
Tho' it were ten thousand mile!






Desires Of You

Author: Dustin Lowe

Spoken words alone cannot express,
The love I have for you.
The written art of love is what convinces
Myself, that you are the one for me.
As I gaze into your eyes
With every movement of your listless ways,
The grasping of your hand,
The warmth of your heart
I believe that you can make me feel like no other.

Once I believed that love was only a fable,
Configured in the mind, planted by others.
Then there was you.
Like a flower in bloom, wow, what a dream come true!
There are times we you make me happy,
There are times when you make me blue,
But what is even worse, is when
I don't get to see you...






AUTUMN

Author: Connor James Fitzpatrick


I have fallen somewhere in your life,
Did I trip, did I stumble or did I jump?
Does it matter as long as I am here?

I have fallen somewhere in your heart,
Through a crack in that armor you wear so well,
But does it really matter as long as I am here now?

I realize that my place here is precarious at best,
But I will do what I can to remain balanced,
For I don’t want to fall so far as can’t be seen.

And I’m no fool to not recognize that I have company here,
He sits so close I can smell the western horizon on him,
But is he your true reason here, or is it time for a past love to win?

I don’t have the common sense any longer to know if I should leave,
But patience is a virtue I know all too well, and she sits with me now.
I’m almost drowned out by him and his wily little ways,
But who here is begging for forgiveness, you or me?

It’s funny how I bleed and you never really see it.