A
lilac gauze robes skies flecked with gilt
as
angel wings part the swirls of wool.
Pink
sun hones pearls and sprays red gems
a
white cross weeps; jewels fuse in crowns.
The
seraph glides worlds to seek his queen
his
breath rains bliss; grace swathes a heart.
He
crowns God's prize; her lowly form melts
Love
signs her eyes so mystic life buds.
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