The Moment Thrilling Poem by Neran Sati

The Moment Thrilling



been visitin many places
rooms, the many dwellin
in me soul,
felt more or less divine
it real as out of dream
yet none as ever
thrillin,
like the one
still ringin, while
we're walkin,
the first moment
our hands
touch'
fleetin
involuntarily.




03/12/2016 © Neran Sati

Saturday, March 12, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: memory
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