There she lay,

Pure and golden,

A dream in my arms,

My words unspoken,

She begs me to stay,

I do- in a moment,

Yet she hides her wings,

Scared they are broken,

She flutters in fear,

She know not-

My heart is her token.


-M xx (not my poem)

There she lay,

Pure and golden,

A dream in my arms,

My words unspoken,

She begs me to stay,

I do- in a moment,

Yet she hides her wings,

Scared they are broken,

She flutters in fear,

She know not-

My heart is her token.


-M xx (not my poem)

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