2025
Its sometimesan issue,
like today
or as of now-
Do i close my eyes
and invite you in
or tap my fingers
on the keyboard
to go out
and meet you.
Now that i have
set up this meeting
between us and the
conversation flows with these taps
-words flowing out
of my mouth but with the
tide of your breath.
Such is the niche
of our anatomies
and the cocktail
of our physiologies.
That its difficult
to fathom the seams
of our structures.
Poetry by Sona

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Written on 2025-01-01 at 19:15




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