Poem - 28 September 2018, 03:33

Golden Hour.

To the rhythm of my pulse,
Sunlight dances across
The palm of my hand.
I let my ties come undone
And our loose ends move
Over and under, into existence.
-U.J

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ℙ𝕆𝔼𝕋𝔼𝕊𝕊𝔻𝔸ℝ𝕂𝕃𝕐28 September 2018, 07:05

well penned

Umaima Junejo28 September 2018, 07:27

Thank you.

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