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Some joys are held in the hand
Or grappled with the eyes...
But tonight your blessing lies
In the distant,
Dimming horizon.
Love in this form
Is scent,
Like the jasmine
Wafting down the wall
As I pass with a passing smile.
A warm heart, though far,
Perfumes life
With precious, mundane affections.
Or grappled with the eyes...
But tonight your blessing lies
In the distant,
Dimming horizon.
Love in this form
Is scent,
Like the jasmine
Wafting down the wall
As I pass with a passing smile.
A warm heart, though far,
Perfumes life
With precious, mundane affections.
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Good hearts are like sweet smelling flowers. Even if you are not near them, they seem to spread a subtle perfume over the ins and outs of days.
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Such a gorgeous little poem, beautiful