Ancient Love

Once upon a midnight dream
there rung a bell of love supreme
when fragrant kisses perpetuated the age
when goddesses reigned
and twilight fled the scene

gold in baskets handed out
for all the gods to feast
and spread their wealth of love supreme
to all who loved on bended knee

~*~
11/2001

Copyright © 2001 Brenda Barnhart

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