Glory
so satisfied the two
rose to meet
the one heart
in the shadows
and flame of temple
surviving the play of color
in this world winding
perfect for us
bags are packed
disguarded, surrenders
travelling light knows
the only way
to love a person
is to see
the god in them.
rose to meet
the one heart
in the shadows
and flame of temple
surviving the play of color
in this world winding
perfect for us
bags are packed
disguarded, surrenders
travelling light knows
the only way
to love a person
is to see
the god in them.
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