My Golden Goddess (my home)

lilacs softly sway

to the sweet hum

of her sugary voice

dipped in crystallized rays

of sunny days.

her lips melt

my shivering heart

into pools

of fragile emotions

flowing endlessly between

the cracks of my soul.

she tastes

of lemongrass

and feels

of petaled flowers

that arose

my senses

to infinite heights.

she has found a way

to wrap me in a warm filled bubble

that makes

the world

seem so small

yet so large,

but it’s with careless knowing

as the only

thing

that matters

is living

with this golden goddess of mine.