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
My Words, My World
First drafts – A few pages in the large wilderness of the world of writing
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How simple yet impactful is this sweet poem.
In few words you have said so much. Really enjoyed it.
Thank you. Almost two months later; sorry.