fields of gold

[rainsinger]

My mind has many mansions. Fields and secret pathways through the woods. I have a terrific capacity to preserve pieces of the past while misplacing my house keys. And of all the things it keeps, it holds colours longes of all. Like the particular corn-gold of sunburnt August grass and the later afternoon

Comments

[whispersinink]

That... beautiful. I love that.

[rainsinger]

Thank you. :)

[rainsinger]

*smiles at you and blows a kiss across the pond*

[norantiskitchen]

I could feel it. Can't say better than that.

[rainsinger]

Thankee.
*beams*

[kayselkiemoon]

I want the sun to seep in to me through my skin and nose and mouth, to glow within me like a secret lamp. I would happily stay here, but Aleksander is already bored, moving away from me, wading deeper into the fields, carrying the sun's brightness in his hair like a torch, like a crown.

yes. thank you for sharing, you really have a power with words.

[rainsinger]

Thank you for reading. :)

[prophetessamy]

That was tremendously lovely.

[rainsinger]

Thank you. :D