
hold no more
gold was I given discard along crooked path I wandered. predilection undefined abalone, bloodstone unearned wealth squandered. casting call grain alcohol perjury beckons bequeath sorrow upon tomorrow for I can hold no more today. Take the flower offered a little lighter coffer hand of gold proffered, intricate, this subtle parlay. Of substance, shared sustenance and shadow play. Image courtesy of Pinterest Continue reading hold no more