Writing Prompt #50: Use the word “Golden” in your piece

Today I met some one with a smile so beautiful that it could have been golden

My heart she stole it

Once she opened her mouth it felt like she was speaking directly to my soul

I started to lose control

As I tried to keep my cool

So I won’t fumble her

It’s ridiculous to think i stumbled across her

Sometimes I think I would crumble with out her

When I’m without her I start to get sick it’s like my heart lost it’s partner

That’s a pain I don’t like to imagine

It’s just something about how she speaks to me that is so golden

We are so much alike that it’s hard to fight the idea of not pursuing her

You know I been used the word but I got lost thinking about her

Sorry.