Oh my gosh so cool!!!!
Can you show one!?!?!?
Yuh hold on

Shimmers to sheens of gold
Amidst saffron locks
Spent under silver sun
During the wintertide
When you pretend to not see
The glances I’ve spent to you.

For long moments cry for relief
As the heron swoons to light
Scathed like silver dollars
Flung to water cold
Shimmering at the basin
Of the chilled pool.

Moon turns its face
And the sun threatens to fall
Pouring color through fabric
Now stained with mage’s wonder
As you dangle feet from fall
Over the dock.

I see it far too clearly
Slipped through the cracks
Of a mirror mind
Painted with the marigold
That sheens on your head
Golden as mercy on Earth.
 

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