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Aug. 18th 03:50 PM 2009
On a Wing of Lovers DreamsDown the Spiral of our mindMany beauteous Crystal ScenesUnfold, the Perfect land to findAt Rainbows end the perfect GemsCreate new colours, Never seenBy a Human eye, ne'ere Aeons whenThe gods reflect such happenings beenThere yonder Heavens marbled GateThe Womb of precious Gossamer ThreadWherein the Melt of lovers fateWith God's great heart is truly WedThe Union of the Sweetness meltOf all that's Pure in flakes sublimeLove himself in Passion feltTo blend and merge his Hall of TimeSo to this Crystal Womb of LightAll that Mankind as Precious knowsTo faerie weave in Laughter brightThis one, this only, Perfect RoseSo look upon this Perfect RoseNo words describe, no perfect ProseCome near the Beauty of this flowerCast by Love's hand, in Lovers Bower