My Words, My World

First drafts – A few pages in the large wilderness of the world of writing

Bonds

She haunts my dreams

And waking hours

She is gold and silver

And ringed with flowers

Her presence stills me

Her words enthral me

I am hers

And she is mine

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2 thoughts on “Bonds”

Iwowall on March 31, 2018 at 3:06 am said:

How simple yet impactful is this sweet poem.
In few words you have said so much. Really enjoyed it.

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- Christopher Farley on May 29, 2018 at 1:13 pm said:
  
  Thank you. Almost two months later; sorry.
  
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