Reflections in a sparkling canal
Dives diving in & out
Wakes awakening white russian
waves -
I am drunk on Your grace.
Back - sitting back
Slipping lazy summer days
September's lack for Autumn clothes
Blues for black
Your treasure unfolds above
the treeline;
I found You close somewhere
below the skyline;
Propitiation broke all normal
timeline
You kept me close
Intimately
Divine
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