was a time.
There was a place.
Enveloped in great loving flows
of intertwining grace.
Echoing from depths of heart.
Pushing past the pain to start
the healing in motion once again.
They walked a different kind of walk.
And talked a different kind of talk.
Anciently imbedded in their flesh.
As worlds within worlds intermeshed
in their belief in this sweet love.
A knight in shining armor spied
the innocence within her sighs.
For her, he laid his armor down.
This magic is what life is all about.
The angels know.
They are aglow.
Reveling in rounds of bliss.
Gathering each lover's kiss
into another cloud of living love...
? Michaelette ?
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