My writing attempts

Living Forest

I find you in the vast forest. A fallen branch lights the other ones; I collect them one by one and they paint my skin, eyes, breast and soul golden. You are in a sanctuary vibrating with your cords made of gold. The fairies dance around you. Hypnotized, I burn.

 

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