~ Golden Strands ~

by A. L. O'Prunty


Sun how bright your beams;

As a coquette
You withhold your warmth


Wantonly, you,
Taunt and tease

Alluding to all you have to offer
Yet, do not give

We are mesmerized, yet
There’s a chill in the air
Radiating from your
Golden strands


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