Gold and Silversmith
Wednesday, July 10, 2013
Frail living leaves...
O love, O pure deep love, be here, be now
Be all; worlds dissolve into your stainless endless radiance,
Frail living leaves burn with you brighter than cold stars:
Make me your servant, your breath, your core.
Studs- 925, 18ct gold, citrine.
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