Hope Awaits
Here, I lie motionless like the tint
of ocean's breath. A roulette's fading stars
glistens in tidal whisper of night,
and the incredibly sentient call
of migrant birds wing
on ribs of leaves where tenderness
gushes with tenderness.
clouds are scattering
in the midst of a blank pause...
lies a full mantle
Nayda Ivette Negron's Contest: Hope
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