Gold

the lifting of a tender brush

dipping it in a swirl of gold

painting the lush scene

with fine flecks of rose gold;

the love of a tender soul

patches of sunlight tickled with gold

illuminates the sun-kissed beach

grains of sand glowing with brilliant gold;

the healing of a tender mind

criss-cross on a blanket of soothing gold

whisks you in another place

a place of fire and burning gold

swirls of gold,

rose gold,

tickled with gold,

brilliant gold,

soothing gold,

burning gold,

gold.

happy_the_dog

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12 years old

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