to touch your gold
to see the light of day
forbidden fruit
without a taste of it
i cherish you
in my embrace
the air is gold
and you’re so bleak
i will retain you
your last breath
a touch of gold
a touch of guilt
below my cheek
and i should do it
one last time
return my necklace
on your chest
and say goodbye
gold
© Copyright: Алиса Блинникова, 2024
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