If I Could Play The Welsh Harp

Contributor: Paul Tristram - - Seek not the tempting fruit of outcast lovers. Their eyes are alive, yes! But they are not alive with freedom and fire, oh no! They are alive with hunger, a desperate hunger to get back into the same kind of normality which they have been ostracized from. Beware the eyes can trick, easier and more convincing than any magician's trick. I have just opened the window and let the darkness in. It stood in the centre of my room for a few seconds, letting its sad and weary eyes get accustomed to the light, then it wrapped itself around me like a lover angered by something that I had suggested on a picnic in Margam Park three years previous. We softly made up after first fighting with the ferocity of disappointed understanding, while remembering days of crimson rapture when we were perfect in our mutual appreciation...
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