Gifts

Gifts reach the palms
Even if there they reside
At times you can feel a null holder
As you brawl to embrace
It kicks like the like-poles

At times things vanish
Leaving vacuity
This moment 's reality
There is still light at current
There are two parties
Time then kicks in reciprocal ways

A flash there
A deep black hole on that side
Consultations you always make
May be you consulted
May be they deterred
Road works in progress
Do not reverse
You are a rock
Nothing can you  peck

I pray that you be a prophetess
I mean when your phone beeps
I text you
That downpour

I hope I did not send a blank
All is literal
You are the gifts
Gifts from gratitude
Okay I was talking
Okay the sound captors are closed
Tomorrow.
Sharp
A back turn
May be it is the toothless party
Heartfelt codes
Protect the gifts
A kiss to mine