Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

But when she laughs, she laughs with honesties
that liberate until I laugh the same—
the truth shall make you free— and laughing claim
a moment of the joy of one who frees
me; my degenerate anxieties
of fake decorum immolate— limp lame
away— they fade their fury like the shame
of sin before the seat of mercy. She’s
amazing in the wisdom of her face—
with eyes delightly pulled together, lips
in blossom, wrinkles of a tiger’s tickled
nose— and these glad qualities of grace,
of purest freedom, are a truth that grips
at Love and builds its chapel brick by brick...

(for orthodox expressions' heretic).

Classic.

and these glad qualities of grace,
of purest freedom, are a truth that grips
at Love and builds its chapel brick by brick...
( very good lines)

A goddess filled with grace, Joel. ♥♥♥ Beautiful.