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.
