From the outside he was
gold.
She never knew that the
beautiful authenticity of
her soul was never found
in him.
He was gold plated, but
not the gold.
She zipped him open and
found an empty soul.
Solid as the rock, he was
meant to betray her.
Once she was flying like
birds in a flock, but now
she was captured.
Captured inside the dark
rocky cave inside the man.
While still being able to
see the next target through
the thin layer of gold.
YOU ARE READING
You Who Knows Best
PoetryThis is a series of love poems written by me. "May we meet where the eye can find its rest, And where our hearts beat for each other, even outside of our breasts."
