GOLDEN HANDS

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And then she fell
That familiar fall
Sudden
But expected

Her face stained with tears
Her heart heavy
Her throat swollen
Her small frame crumbled onto the ground

Her powers exceeded her
She couldn’t control it
Her electric touch shocked him
Her gaze burned through

She doesn’t understand
She doesn’t see the gift
She sees the fire
She sees the wreck

The thick black smoke suffocates her
She tries to fly but falls
Cough cough
Disaster once more

She falls for charm
She falls for pretty words
She falls for hopes
She has fallen for it all

She yearns for a touch that is clean
She seeks an invisible crown
She no longer wants this pain
She no longer wants to drown

There is so much attraction to red
Bold, strong, merciless
But nothing compares to gold
Soft, kind, fearless

My king, I do not serve you
I am not yours to command
I seek the soft white love
That is trying to hold my hand

Touch my heart,
But only with golden hands

[November, 2015]