The brilliant golden sun danced through the clouds,
My heart fluttered like a million delicate butterflies
fluttering inside of me;
My feet floated as the clouds danced and lifted me into
your embrace;
My lips coated with sweet, sugar candy every time we kissed.
You took my hand and enclosed it in the warm, quilted softness
of your own;
The beautiful golden sun-baked cotton of your touch warmed my hands,
Like being loved in cotton clouds;
You danced with me in the brilliance of sun-set gold on white snow;
And when you said,
"I love you,"
We danced all night,
On top of the world.
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Carol Townend
Fiction, Horror, Sex, Love, Mental Health, Children's fiction and more. You'll find many stories in my profile. I don't believe in sticking with one Niche! I write, but I also read a lot too.
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Comments (1)
To dance on top of the world for love. Beautiful!