Just like her solivagant mind wanders and the soft vernalagnia colors her cheeks, rosy - poetry swells from her inside. What her camera captures, spins words of hope and despair in her.
Where the heart bleeds on to the paper, there springs poetry...
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#GOLD
Gold is your perspective, Just not a mere shade. Gold is in the things we see, Who's lustre never will fade.
Take back those gilded lies Don't propose with gold, Rather make the golden promises, To stay together till old.
Take back those anniversary jewels, Don't drape in gold embroidery, Rather take out some golden time, To spend with your love on days every.
Don't weigh your relationships, In the amount of gold that the other gives Riches aren't measured in gold hoards But in the richness the mind achieves.
Keep a beautiful golden heart, Nurture a creative golden mind too Speak the golden words of hope And be the gilded person within you.
