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Pulse

by Tom Goss

Waiting for the spindly fingers of time
to crush my bones

Wandering like a raging light
a star-bright heart is rushing home

From this moment we are cast adrift
blinded by starlight

Swimming through a sea of ticking clocks
Searching for the island of her smile
Dreaming of the sunrise of her fiery embrace

11/02/2016

Author's Note:

Posted on 11/02/2016
Copyright © 2026 Tom Goss

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