Softly I turn to your eyes,
Burning with love...
How true this all feels,
Destined to do so much more.
A path from above awaits,
Talk of it does it no justice.
To the pealing of golden chimes,
Alone I kneel, together we rise.
The Ramblings of one Partical-ular mind. Using words to create a cohesive whole of the universe. Poems and Foreign languages and mixed media.
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Sunday, July 2, 2017
Golden Chimes
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