6 months and 26 days ago I finally said yes Hesitating only for uncertainty Not of the heart But the unknowns that lie ahead
By Renee Chardonnay6 years ago in Poets
Warm tangerine rays peak through the tree canopy glistening in our golden-brown eyes like the sun on the lakeshore. You were three on our first vacation here,
Dew drops at dawn She lay on dandelions In the sky she sees Ascending stairs of clouds Glorious golden rays glisten
Dark oaky aromas rise from your petite glass, filling the burnt-orange room, turning the corners of your stagnant rose-colored lips.
Four mountainous heaps of earthy grounds Twelve ounces of roasting water Click to brew Slumped over the counter
