Love Is Golden
LOVE IS GOLDEN ®
My first tears was a drop
My last a river
But i swim through
To dry land becoming a fine brand
I understand no teardrop is true
The only clue I have is knowledge that I love you
With a passion like the burning of the sun
Hot & burning like the mouth of a smoking gun
The cloud thickens & broadens from the south
Rising, surmounting & encamping round about
Love is about to lay my golden egg in this golden age
Hatching my hearty seeds all over your field stage.
VickWizzy
Vick Manuel Poetry {VMP}
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