Golden Love-Dust. (E)

A heart's entrance door
Opens only from inside outwards
And once ajar
It winks with a glistening
Untold wonderment,
Then like springs unchained
Cupid's chords in dreamer's secret font
Outpour into
Each black-lined storage tank of aching
Need, exploding bubbles
Of golden love-dust
Until there is no more want.

Nikunj
black lined storgae tak of aching and bubbles of love dust ..are such heart pleasing phrases that they take your imagination to other orbits , where poetry is golden and each written word is a gift ..thats where you belong too.

T A Ramesh
Dreams of gold dust, bubbles and slow motion on Moon are exclusive property of love in heart! There lies joys of man and rejuvenation here!

Alison Cassidy
Thank you for breaking open the shell of a tortured heart and revealing so enchantingly the beauty within it! A poem to lift the spirit and remind us all that life's glass is definitely half FULL!! love, Allie ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥

wojja fink
ahh, thanks for the opening Fay, it's gonna be one gold dust day...smiling all the way....

Tia Lie
This a beautiful poem, Fay. Wonderful... ^^

RAJ NANDY
FAY , I MUST COMPLIMENT YOU FOR KEEPING THE FLAG OF POETRY AND RHYME FLYING HIGH ! These days I feel sad to see what has become of poetry , with 3/4 lines making a statement only ! -Raj

Sandra Martyres
A beautiful thought expressed in this golden write Fay

carol
love dust beautiful