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Standing At Love's Door
Precious is the heart whom sheds a tear, to catch
Its light upon bended knee; gently in these hands
A priceless jewel; a sparkling diamond to behold....
Rejoicing anew while pirouetting about; tomorrows
Stage aneath a fingertips touch; warmth this breath
With dreamful wings; and she shall soar; amid vibrant
Colours of a promise; beyound eternals, forevermore
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...."Standing, 'At Love's Door'" ~
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