Mortal
You laid your head on my tummy
As we settled on the wide ruddy grass
Right ahead of my favorite gallery
All lighted up and glistening
Amidst the vast dawn skies
We watched the clouds dance by
With the tune of the monsoon wind
While the stars stood still
clapping in awe of their
funny how these hands only write
mostly when my heart hurts
none when it's full of exuberance
perhaps that's just celebrating disparity
in words,
words that also spells
the reason for my living existence
mortal value of this body
from where tears descend like gushing waterfall
and laughter echoes among baron walls
like poetry
By Jessica John Posko
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