Meadows Of Brushed Gold

I wandered meadows

Of brushed gold

With skies of pewter

And a sun of amber cold

A touch of metal

And stone

Chilling my bones

Stealing heat

Delivering beauty

While my soul reconciled

This conflicting tale

To the reality

Of your absence

©Entirety 2016

photo by Christian Rey

7 Comments

writinglioness on February 27, 2016 at 2:36 pm

Beautifully written. <3
- Entirety in Bits on February 27, 2016 at 2:37 pm
  
  Thank you so very much co
- Entirety in Bits on February 27, 2016 at 2:37 pm
  
  I mean xo lol
  - writinglioness on February 27, 2016 at 2:39 pm
    
    My pleasure. 🙂
Nadia on February 27, 2016 at 4:29 pm

Amazing!!!!!
- Entirety in Bits on February 27, 2016 at 4:30 pm
  
  You are…
  - Nadia on February 27, 2016 at 4:37 pm
    
    YOU are 😉😚