Golden/Poetry/Photography

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Pure delight-

veil of oblivion

obscures the world

of curious eyes,

no more you and me,

we blend as one in

ecstatic golden euphoria

that numbs the senses

shatters my defenses,

soul laid bare and

barely aware of time,

our enemy and friend

and thus we pretend

we are are its master

as it marches ever faster,

stealing the future,

clouding the past,

as evening casts

long shadows

where we lay

spent,

content,

he ticks his tock,

this bitter clock

called a life,

within its well

hope springs

eternal!

 

CherylKP

copyright words and image 2018

 

 

 

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