Golden sunlight streaming through windows
The tangy taste of mango on my lips
Open door lets the breeze flow
Cat purring by my hip
Time thickens and slows
This moment turns to a million more
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Epiphany
Poetry"Are you calling me a sinner?" Please don't use poems without permission. Ranked #174 in Poetry 061218 Images not marked do not belong to author.
yellow afternoons
Golden sunlight streaming through windows
The tangy taste of mango on my lips
Open door lets the breeze flow
Cat purring by my hip
Time thickens and slows
This moment turns to a million more
