Destiny hence...
- Lalima

- Nov 4, 2023
- 1 min read
I look at the lines of my palms
Willing for their chiromancy to
Manifest your inscriptions...
There is a clamor around me of bangles,
Dishes and mothers chasing their
Young ones to shove down a morsel.
I stare bemused at this setting
Completely aloof, or I atleast thought
Until something trickled down my left eye
Wet it fell to my bossom, where you live.
Was it my visceral coming through
Inclining my body and mind in the nimbus
Of principles so feminine,honored by time...
A petite hand touched my arm waking me
From the fantasy of your osmotic orbit
Cherubic smile mingled with mischief
Egged me to join in the commotion
Currently enveloping my actuality
I smile back and get off the couch to
Frolic with the guileless tiny humans.





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