My Hand Danced In Sundust
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I used to be an impenetrable fort,
A castle with walls so high
That no one could enter them.
Sometimes I sat at the windows
Looking down over people,
Strange and far away.
That day you shook the gate,
Looking for a golden key,
But I didn't give.
You brought your spear,
Your Unicorn of love,
Your golden hair and singing voice...
And in that instant the outside of me
crumbled as if I were Jericho,
my walls simply fell away.
You looked deep inside me
with clarity and innocence,
as my hand danced in sundust,
and reached for you to save me
with a smile white and warm,
and bring me to the outside.
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April 4, 2017
Copyright © Darren White
Copyright © Darren White | Year Posted 2017
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