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Rated: E · Poetry · Personal · #1029335

The shining ribbon...

A contendedness is stealing over me.
The skies have softened to a maleable blue--
No longer steel, no longer solid--
I could reach through...

Don't tell me what time it is,
How the alarm is going to toll;
It is of no consequence to me.
The treasure is calling my name...

Who knows where this will take me?
Riches below, heights above,
And all the way through,
Your love for me is a shining ribbon.
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