Splendiferous SunriseA Poem by DorothyParker
Midas awakes
gold scatters in counted minutes. Eyes blink, heart throbs. Warm is the face taking all in. My hand is still holding yours, now and in between.
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Added on September 5, 2016 Last Updated on September 5, 2016 Author
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