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It's written in his blood.

He knows where the rivers flow
Each stick within the trail

Beneath those silence stars
He shall never fail

It's written in his blood
Upon the stone edge

Where in honour and love
Open heartedly

His soul has
Made it's pledge

To walk in darkness
Towards the light

Over turning
every rock In sight

To find my heart
Within the night

And bring it back
To me

Weary his mind
Is not

For his heart it knows
The way

He traced
My every breath

My aching love
that day

Countless stars
above him

Guide
Upon his way

Seeking my heart
In darkness

Before
New dawning day

Searching for my heart
Within the night

Before
I fade away

It's written in his blood
Upon the stone edge

Where in honour and love
Open heartedly

His soul has
Made it's pledge

To find my heart
Within the night

Walk in darkness
Towards the light

Reviving our love
Before morning light

saving my aching soul
From flight.

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Phillip Arthur ...

Nice, like the continuous "quest" to find your heart. Brings across the lengths he will go through for love. The feeling of faithfulness through the dark, is also prevelant. Also feels like the person does not want to give up, even in the hard times and is willing to bring joy even then. Well, this is what I took from the poem.

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Nardine Sanderson

You have a good eye for deciphering your spot on with your comments,
glad it's understood:)

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Phillip Arthur ...

Blame it on my English teacher, her ruler and Shakespeare, Byron and the other lot. Our words hide more meaning than what we sometimes intend. Also some poems just have that gift of speaking to a person. We just have to listen.

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Nardine Sanderson

Really haha, I'm glad my teacher's weren't aloud a ruler, true speaking poetry, hidden messages all fun to read, like puzzles of people's mind's, line by like another clue before the final piece

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