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Endlessly and True

Her Love

By Nicholas GoodmanPublished 6 years ago 1 min read
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She was the only one I knew

Who loved me endlessly and true

Shining with a bright gold, gilded hue

And I loved her too

She was the morning, and each day I would see her was a return of such light from a place where darkness crept all around, thoughts drowned in deep black worry

Her dawn was dazzling, as shades of splendor spilled forth the more time allowed her to dance

Red like fire

Displaying all she had

Drawing skyline like scaffolding for beauty

Allowing brilliance to break into my ever colder heart

She was the truth

And expression was splattered along the walls of her room

All color and no cloud, no bush or cover to hide such holy wonder

She lay naked and asked me why I still held onto my clothes

The tempered bodies we had were meant to dwell together

fear strangled me

Yet

In her softness I felt more of a pull than any agressive thought might bring

I never knew what she saw in me

And each day we kissed I would ask why me, out of all the plenty and powerful others who would give up diamonds for a dance with her!

Why me?

She never answered

Just tenderly smiled as the fingers I grew to love wrapped around my cheek

Come closer

I want to bring your light to my cold world

And feel, once more, what its like to live

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About the Creator

Nicholas Goodman

Poet. Writer. Avid Tea enthusiast. Truth seeker. Love maker. Wondering what makes the world smile and how I can create that in words.

https://www.instagram.com/alloflovespoetry/

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