Golden

 You are too goodto be true : you caught our rainbowtied it to my ankle demanded that I live again. You are blue eyedsunshine lights body covered in a mistof golden down. I could have done with thisa lifetime ago when the ebb & flowof other’s icebergs trapped me in tundraicicle’d mid –winter. You & I a golden brandof possibility of how love can be in the right placeat the best time.

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