The golden lady

The golden lady

A Poem by marlow kirtz
"

True story.

"

I was walking down the road and

Came across a golden lady.

Diamond earrings in her hair and

Breathed a warm glow from her chest.

She was standing in a fine mist.

Saw right through her in the darkness.

She walked through stars and spoke a soft word

"You've been walking on what we call this is Heaven."

© 2017 marlow kirtz


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Added on December 20, 2017
Last Updated on December 20, 2017
Tags: ghost, dark, trippy, poem