Genre: Rhyme, Life
by Karmen Skaro
Thousands of threads make up a hank of wishes and desire
In my stomach with whom you play.
One touch and threads disappear.
Instead, an eruption of most glorious rainbow colors appears.
The colors spread through the inland of a country you claimed to be yours,
Through the vastness of the sea you conquered.
Still the soul longing in thirst is waiting,
Waiting on a lonely shore waiting for the next upcoming wave.
One hank untangled
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