The rain is gentle o’er this land
that awaits in silent solitude
the overturn of what was once
accepted without grace.
Love is grand; oh, yes it is
but it’s like it must be made
anew
and fashioned to remain in vogue
longer than I can foretell.
It’s the stitch of grace within
the seams
and the knowledge that it’s there
that grants the words of “I love
you”
their glow of permanence.
Grace, yes, grace - how beautiful
is love inlaid with grace!
I love it<3
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