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Soul Mates

Soul Mates

written by: Aminath Neena


Remember the night
before the harvest,
when the phantom of love lowered
its vessels to collect

The shine less
blue Sapphires and bloodless rubies
From twisted wobbly hearts
and fathomless murky depths

To replace
the shingles
with glittering diamonds
bathed in ambrosia

The night
when the moon craned
its neck for a glimpse
down below
In miracle land

And as the wind chimes danced
in rhythm
with the rose bud’s song
and pink petals melted
In ecstasy,

That night
were born
and they, named us,
Soul mates

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