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Golden anything
A Poem by:
Sheema Kalbasi
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My fragile nights bathed
in Wisteria
Freshened by Eucalyptus
Pools of anything but Sorrow
Thee my love, thee
Angels and wings of dreamy shadows
Kneeling
Waves of desire
Floating essences, flooding rivers
I am trembling, tremble
Oceans of passion, desire
My fragile nights.
Thundering anything
Waking from mirrors
In the corner of my eye
razors flooding to enter.
I ask my heart: Why?
And the pain becomes a rare visitor.
Sheema Kalbasi Copyright © 2001 |
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