As I see her crooning yet in quiescence
in the corridors of tears reeling roused
quipping high yet stirred by the glooms as miffed
when cooed as veil of tears being soused
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triumph of love as quintessence when conquered, as love of faith seems flossed to fear, see the tip of it looking like a flame..all possibilities and Miracles. thanks for sharing, i love them, Mary
You really know how to express with words..another good one!