Like an Abundance,
As if A knock to the soul
The Deep
As if a kiss blown soft as a feather
As if a skin felt nerve carried heartful of a Seer
She me graced
With her
As if abundance...
As if Novena
To God 's Spread
White a Light
As if wings bestowed me
She carrieth...
Friday, August 2, 2013
Like an Abundance...like a knock , like a Peace...
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