My Irish Goddess Poem by Michael Koelliker

My Irish Goddess



She is my candle,
In the lonely Tunnel of Love.
She fills my Soul and addles
My mind. I fly like the Dove.

She gracefully prances like the deer.
She strongly grows from despair.
With her I feel no pain, I feel no fear.
We are two of a kind, we are a pair.

Never fading, never dying.
Always lasting, always flying.

(3/25/2008)

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Michael Koelliker

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Victorville, California
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