
The gold of your hair
Is fluid in my hand
Silken and soft
In millions of strands
The water covering our feet
Cool against the skin
Sensuous and evocative
But it covers many a sin
Continue reading at Poetry for Healing

The gold of your hair
Is fluid in my hand
Silken and soft
In millions of strands
The water covering our feet
Cool against the skin
Sensuous and evocative
But it covers many a sin
Continue reading at Poetry for Healing
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Beautiful but tragic 😦
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