You are like rose gold petals

you fall on to grounds of milk

you grow wings and fly into skies of candy floss

you are the edibles we write about

you are the fresh pastures we farm

you keep the forests blooming

you need nothing but water and sunlight

you are the reason why we keep hope

you must not be anything less than that shining rose gold petal

My love,

aligned with silver and diamonds

in a glass case

she puts on a glove and slides you on to the only finger connecting to my heart

so they say

you are the myth we all await.

I do.

You are like rose gold petals my love, I do.