Nosratara Ahmed

They wiggle and dance,
Slide gently through-
Silky, smooth,
Rough,
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The yellow bird
Flew away.
Each golden feather
Shined like
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I saw the sun below the trees that day
It sunk beneath the tick of time
As on I watched the glow-a sleepy sway
Drowning a golden gem of dulcet prime
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Isn't it obvious?
It's not because I love you,
It's "I love you because",
You fill in the in-between space, an impenetrable patchwork of
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Winter in the days before,
Fallen white, each flake galore,
Sledding by, 'do come! ' they cheered,
But I did not, I watched and sneered,
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