Sun
Oh, I've cuffed words of gold. Tailored them to reflect the brilliant light from a burning sun. This brightness is what frees me of darkness that is my heart. It shines upon others in well kept prose, words I value as they fall with a setting sun.
cul de sac
1 month ago
2 comments:
the last line is killer...as the kidz say
the imagery here is terrific... veiled, yet not...
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