Anusha Govindaraj

Glass Jars- Poetry

Place your heart

In a jar, it’ll thaw

between my palms

I’ve got time,

Plenty to spare.

Pressed against

the glass,

I can almost

feel the pulse.

Is this it,

What love is?

Tick tick tick,

It’s almost done.

Worry not, I’ll keep it safe

With the rest.

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