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Shimmering white
Angel dust and honey
Flow on me
Like a shower of lilac
In the fragrant dawn
And cool mist
While waiting for you.
The beauty is remembering
our existance. You have
come to me one by one as
Brave knights. Gleaming
swords of clasping hands
Untainted. Your habit defies
Dirt and stinking corpses
And loathing days and nights.
It glories in the pouring
of rain. And the blood of a
dutiful battlefield
The brave knight is
You
Kneeling for peace.
RoseVocations 2008
Shimmering white
Angel dust and honey
Flow on me
Like a shower of lilac
In the fragrant dawn
And cool mist
While waiting for you.
The beauty is remembering
our existance. You have
come to me one by one as
Brave knights. Gleaming
swords of clasping hands
Untainted. Your habit defies
Dirt and stinking corpses
And loathing days and nights.
It glories in the pouring
of rain. And the blood of a
dutiful battlefield
The brave knight is
You
Kneeling for peace.
RoseVocations 2008
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