A gift
her robe like a luscious
golden flow
cascading from the
heavens
her face obscured in
mystery
Her golden feathered wings
against my skin
feel my beating heart
and the
rhythm
of me.
About the Creator
Colleen Walters
Just a girl who likes to write poems, usually inspired by events and people in my Florida life.. Always be you, because you are awesome. You matter. You are enough.. ❤️
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