When I Counted Poem by Tulsi Shrestha

When I Counted



When I counted
Number of my ribs
What I noticed
I missed one rib
Less in my
Left chest.
I am really
Delighted to know
Me, incarnation of
Modern Adam
My beloved, then, is Eve.

By Tulsi

Monday, September 9, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: love
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