Just needing angels to varnish me with love.
Massage the oil of endurance,
Abundance,
Possibility,
Strength –
Into the cracks of my soul.
Bathing my soul in the varnish of angel kisses,
That will never erode with time.
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Sounds great too me!
Ha ha so nicely put. Thanks.
Lovely poem.
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