"silver and gold"
- and the moon speaks again
- May 11, 2021
- 1 min read
I put on silver and gold to conceal
the worries I hold and the wonders I told;
love brushes against our fingertips
and just when you think
it is about to grab you
it lets go
and leaves you abandoned
among the cobwebs and the bodies of old-
don’t worry, though,
you do have a soul;
you are not like the ones
the omnipotent want you to believe,
you are your own
and you will make it out.
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