It was there all along.
Each day I walked by it and never knew;
Looked through it and never saw.
Gold there was, and silver too;
Amber and ivory.
Riches to please a Solomon
Or cause Midas’ envy.
First the amber,
Small dancing flecks in the hair
Darting in the sun.
Below it the ivory gleam of the throat
Sweeping down to a form and figure
That Dresden tried and failed to portray.
All chased by a silver voice.
And the eyes!
Ah, the eyes
Deep wells that drew as to an oasis
And through them shone the soul.
Gold!
After losing her boyfriend in a accident, Alecia believe she's been seeing him. But that can't possibly be? When Brayden reveals himself, or his soul, he asks her of a favor. But when that favor leads to her revealing feelings for her dead boyfriends
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