Crosswalk Poem by Carmina Abrenica

Crosswalk



It was that spontaneous moment
Of walking down the yellow line
I thought ours was entirely different
In a midnight, happiness I can't define
Hands held in a tic of a time lent
A moment I mused was solely mine

MCVA
7/14/19 7: 50 PM

Monday, July 22, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: sadness
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