She reached out to touch its glow.
She felt the warmth in her hand.
Everything was golden.
A feeling she had missed,
So, so much awakened in side her.
She felt, happy.
She had missed the feeling really.
It was strange. She was used to
the crying and the pain.
But in this moment, everything was golden.
Everything was just
right.
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PoetrySelf explanatory if you ask me. Poems for all ages, genders and sexualities. Notice which of us writes what by finding our signature. Please take no offense to anything you read as nothing is direct toward anyone or anything in particular. Don't be...
