fool’s gold…

catch me or release me

hold or unburden my heart

tell me this is everything or nothing

air to stir a restless fire

or give us a douse of water

cloak our mountain

or smoke out our forest

powerful trees; ancient roots thrive or

crumpled leaves dying underneath the canopy

carry me home or deliver me to the branches edge

always my wrists tangled

my heart hanged until your return…

and all the while my mind whispers 

“Silly!” “It’s fool’s gold…he won’t!”


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