Temple of Love

He stands at the base of the marble column. He is surrounded by the maidens of love, the babes of guile scramble joyfully overhead - their impish delight in his love spreads to all there. He stands naked, cleansed of all trappings of human vanity, his soul purged and open to the blessings of the angel above him. The angel stretches forth her hands; the crown of flowers descends to his brow. About him the maidens stir - he is ready now to receive the cloak of silk, and wrapped in their gifts the purity of his love shines all around him.

He is ready to give.

He is ready to receive.

He is ready…

To love again.

The worlds slows… stops… and fades.

Gorgeous artwork by the wonderful Karen

Based on the painting by Edward Burne-Jones

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