Golden sunlight shivered
in the pale rose sky
then shattered with gusts of wind,
squishy cheeked blows
scattering light and silver trim
left dangling from forlorn clouds
into a whirlpool of blue
blushing pink.
Frost stretched lazily past
my toes, sinking into dew jewels
and blades of Winter’s heartache
the seat, shrouded in shadow trees
reached out for lovers
to call its own,
and it was there,
we found our home.
I loved the whole thing, but especially the ending. 🙂
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