EMBRACE

She walks in beauty like the night

A heart whose live is innocent

Weep for those whose shrines are desolate

Whose sand a dream

Oh!  In the lightening but thy glace appear

Lovely forms caressed me

The serpent by art

Coils around the heart.” – Anton Smit, Inspired by

“All is vanity, Saith the Preacher by Lord Byron”      

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