we huddled jointly with flocks around,
and as time went on and the dusk turned to dawn,
the other silhouettes vanished, and it was just us.
at zero clock, i looked up at the slumbering figure,
of god's best creation so far.
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PoetryPOETRY, BOOK ONE. ❝ suddenly i realized, i stepped on the quicksand. she has begun to consume me. ❞ in which a tortoise falls in a quicksand, willingly. ©aishukarthick 2021-2023
