Touch

Ask me ask me what I wish I don't request as Midas did The touched needn't turn gold I wish to see them frosted, white. ~Ponnz Picture Courtesy :Pixabay

World under a blanket!

Into the darkness A new world She crafted Too fragile to be true Making the tales of Her fantasy and Love come true Every night alone Under her blanket! A different world A secret encased by her Blanket which she And only she could See, cherish and live! ~Ponnz

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