Joseph Narusiewicz - Celtic Sun

Let my words go up your tubes
Symbiotic as a Game of Thrones
i want to be one with You
One with Your ancient past
My grandmother was a Wallace
i have deep Celtic roots

Her Celtic G Spot flows
Into the Irish Sea
Warriors like ancient castles
Come to my room in silk shadows
Daughter of the High Lands
Queen in the Irish tribes of blood

My semen like a covenant
Ships of Liverpool carry my future
Strong in battle like Brave Heart
Her blue eyes have tears
Love is the blessed rain
Love is the healing Celtic Sun

Joseph Narusiewicz

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