The Edge of Golden

The Edge of Golden

A Poem by Neville

The Edge of Golden

 

…  Race me


                to the very edge


…   of golden


                   Head held low


…   and tongue


                         all swollen


…   Take me now


                        she begged


…   I just need


                          to feel you


…   one more time …      x

 

 

                        

© 2021 Neville


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racing towards a field of golden wheat, hand in hand with a loved one...
well, figuratively...
literally, the golden is a super passionate moment of intimacy...
Don't we just love smelling those flowers while cuddling...skin to skin....
j.

Posted 1 Month Ago


The edge of ecstasy where flowers bloom and
stamens still hold the dreams of flight and fancy
where love languishes in luscious waves of
breathless passion... well spent. gently, Pat

Posted 1 Month Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Neville

1 Month Ago


...... post card on its way Pat & thank you .. wish you were here :)
Patricia Wedel

1 Month Ago

dear Neville... our Weather is a perfect Summer Day after lots of Rain everything is green and plant.. read more
Neville

1 Month Ago


sounds cool to me ... 🌻

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Added on June 6, 2021
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Neville
Neville

Gone West folks....., United Kingdom



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