Thursday, May 10, 2007
Midas Touch Comments
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Everything you touch, simply turns to gold,
my lips when you kiss me, my hand that you hold.
I melt every time you walk into a room,
like a budding rose, when you touch me I bloom.
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7/27/2025 12:06:06 AM # 1.0.0
At the end Midas prayed the Angel to withdraw the boon, when everything became gold, even his drink and food, not to talk of his lovely child, which turned into gold-So be careful in midas touch (Just for fun I wrote this-not to be taken amiss)