of my golden right
my heart around this golden charm
her affection, my pomegranate foundation
her superstitions protocol fastened
to my front, a beacon to her waving
of my golden age, to begin here
at the base of a twine knot at my back
where she pinched, the gentle touch
and my need to cry and laugh and purge.
thank you dina
Labels: poetry
5 Comments:
Does this mean your necklace is a good antioxidant?
anti something.
or something oxidant.
yeah.
How immediate, and yet well constructed! I'm glad you broke the ice, too, dear.
Very unique. I enjoyed imagined the deeper meaning these words hint at.
This paints a picture of a cross necklace for me...
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