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City

August 14, 2018
By elenaroy BRONZE, Palo Alto, California
elenaroy BRONZE, Palo Alto, California
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I place my hand

On the strong thrumming

Of her steady heart

I run my fingers

over her veins

And soft skin


I lace my fingers

Through her calloused hands


My eyes race

Along her horizon

On misty mornings

And deep dark nights


I whisper her name

To the winds by my side


My voice cascading,

down her streets,

And avenues.


The author's comments:

This piece is about finding your home and being completly in tune and in love with it.


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