Gold And Red Poem by Cee Bea

Gold And Red



its the day of the long shadows
and of gold and red

precious you...
it was the covenant
of everything we never said

to time, it meant no less
to me, if my suspicions are redeemed

I will see you again

on another day
of long shadows, gold and red.

Sunday, January 4, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: muse
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