Under a cathedral of our love
Blessed as the firmaments most divine
I am babptized in your eyes
Consecrated in your wine;
Do not tarry for too long
For our time 'tis, indeed, nigh
At the altar of beatitudes
Within the Heavens - so high;
Sipping from our loving cup
A communion wafer for we two
We receive the sacrament of blessed love
A conformation that forever rings true;
By, Theodora Onken
March 25,2013
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