Poem - 28 September 2018, 03:33 Golden Hour. Umaima Junejo To the rhythm of my pulse, Sunlight dances acrossΒ The palm of my hand.Β I let my ties come undone And our loose ends move Over and under, into existence.Β -U.J Like 1 Pin it 0 Support CosmoFunnel.com You can help support the upkeep of CosmoFunnel.com via PayPal. Views: 1174 Rating: Total votes: 3 Tags: Existence Peace Summer Sun Sunlight Poetry Genre: Drama Freestyle Lyric Prose Verse Topic: Nature Listed in: Contest Entries 2 comments
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well penned
Thank you.Β