deeper than a vein of Gold,
in touch
with Mother's breast sublime
lies treasure richer than a breath
exhaled in leaf
and hoary vine
where love of place
and peace of heart
flies shy of sky
in fragrant view
of tender touch
where feathers fall,
upon a field of grassy dew
and taste does shimmer
light on skin,
to tingle aftershock in bear
of footsteps laden lift, upheld
in cleaner cross of air
I linger long
in look profound,
where on such face
the sun does melt
in facets unrefined as time
to call much ancient heat to drown,
a stone in mock relief
reflections of solid beauty grow,
blown bubbles bathed in glass;
to crack
on misted bounty's truth,
unseen as dreams renewed
I fear to tread and spoil this hand
for even though
with love I wing
unending circles,
in jealous clouds
to touch this path
with clumsy reach
would mar and stain,
perfections breach
and so with heavy dread I stand
afar
and bear my senses lofty flight,
as care, with nary a billowed breath
to stir the sanctity of Blessed light
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and much love~ Desire~*~
