Poem 6 (Hour 6) Qundeel

My Special Day

When our hands were smacking

And all elements were tracking

A beautiful bridge across the oceans

Tearful eyes but pent up emotions

Two different bodies going to unite

Finally, souls exposed to true light

The day where I met with my mate

Subdued to all forces of my fate

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