Hidden eeries of desire echo to angelsongs of love: Glass

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Monday, October 8, 2012

Glass

He wanted to be stained glass; That soft fusion of love and art That allows all the light to pass But tints it with shades of the heart To create a bright masterpiece Where else the light might pass unseen And bring a wondrous release Where might numbness have been. He wanted to be as stained glass... Sign in to see full entry.

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