Thursday, May 23, 2013

Corridors of Gold

Gold

When, in the Blessed Sacrament of Gold, 


Nested in the hours of longing


Breathed in me mercy

It was in the corridors -



/ a  quote from the poem corridors of gold by rosevoc2

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