Glazed
The same save grace
grazes our face
as imbues our soul.
Subtle frailty; n’er a toll.
Our vision abysmal at a guess,
Irksome err lurks more or less.
Yet from marble’s first sight;
our evanesce is perpetually bright.
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ure “The Kiss”, Musee Rodin, Paris</figcaption></figure><p id="47d9">The same save grace</p><p id="5f54">grazes our face</p><p id="248d">as imbues our soul.</p><p id="ffc8">Subtle frailty; n’er a toll.</p><p
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id="9bba">Our vision abysmal at a guess,</p><p id="1e98">Irksome err lurks more or less.</p><p id="7a33">Yet from marble’s first sight;</p><p id="d695">our evanesce is perpetually bright.</p></article></body>
Illumination
Poetry
Love
Sculpture
Kiss