Karlton Kincaid



it’s true of what flows,
one’s life is where it goes,
it’s pure by which flows,
my golden veins glow,

the glow of my blood gold,
gold blood bleeds cold,
red shines coldly exposed,
souls float like diamonds in liquid gold,

my blood glows a golden flow,
where my life goes is worth more,
diamonds and gold pour,
into life purely true and bold,

life bleeds one soul,
it’s sparkles a warm cold,
ice at each end, fire begins slow,
truth doesn’t start, it’s just as we go,

Savvinardo Savinci

DOC #657181

Categories: Karlton Kincaid, poems

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