This vessel…
Sweet… filling… forbidden…
Take care in its handling.
Its perfection can be easily bruised.
Even the light smiles upon your natural beauty.
How I long to taste of your nourishment…
Shannon R Killman
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- Day One
- Molecules of Togetherness
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- How Can it Be...
- My Gift
- The Rose
- Future Recollections
- Home
- The Door
- Happiness
- Mentor
- Thoughts of a Lost Soul
- The Mirror
- These Rings
- How to Love a Child
- Memory’s Song
- Moon Dance
- I Think Of You
- Crate of Memories
- My Promise
- Reflections of John Norsworthy Jr
- Vault of Memories
- Sister
- For No Glory of Self
- Who is that Angel
- Trinkets of Time
- The Fabric of Our Lives
- Sun Dance
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- Some May Say
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- This Beginning
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