You of golden heart,
Are my remedy,
For you ignite my hearts rays,
With a bouqet of words,
Fight my demons with your touch,
Yet, golden heart
You run the blade,
In the depths of my soul,
Every single day,
When I miserbly know,
That I cannot feel,
your strong arms,
Embracing my frail figure,
For golden heart,
I know how you feel,
Yet I cannot stop my heart,
If it croons for you...
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Emerald Eyes
PoesíaPoems with no rhyming and basically sad... Hope you will enjoy it...