With Feat She Walks Among Divine Poem by Anthony Weismen
With Feat She Walks Among Divine
How doth thou, my fair beloved,
Mingle among the divine, the sacred and holy?
How doth thou carry wrist and fingers within thy palms,
Wrist and fingers of immortal beings?
Tis ye whom feast, wine, and make merry with gods,
How doth thou do such lovely actings?
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