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Dec 2010
We quickly felt our spinning world turn in silken patterns
As we quietly bid love enter into our door
Not for a rendezvous or sojourn
Always to here remain
Forevermore

Between those distant hills there lay a gentle rest
Held within a fragrant spray of radiant light
So perfectly and wholly blessed
By this love of ours
On this night

We found a stream of time wrapped in satin ribbons
Golden hours of forms and forces unknown
When we bid love our admission
Into the wide open door
Of our hearts' home
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
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Neva Flores Varga Smith
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Neva Flores Varga Smith  53/F/Rochester NY
(53/F/Rochester NY)   
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