and witnessed gold and lilac hues
caress the day’s shoulder
and whisper it awake
I heard the sun’s honey, fresh and sweet,
pour into the throats of birds
I felt the way one feels
receiving a precious gift
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Author:
Vicecream (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: December 3rd, 2024 08:03
- Comment from author about the poem: Polarum Regina š
- Category: Nature
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Comments3
*tosses roses to the stage*
Hahah thank you, thank you
Enjoyable read, Thank you
Thank you for reading š
Your very welcome
Beautiful, simply beautiful.
It was, Iām glad my words were able to convey just a taste of it to you š
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