Nassy Fesharaki Poems

I can hear her walking as I heard Harrison on the drums
I can feel her coming as I felt goats walking on the rock
I picture her as I have pictured, The Soviet March Band
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Let it be

He is black
I look, laugh
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Stand up

Ay people, be aware
I could not sleep well
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Like Rumi

I seem to
Smell love
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Brad

His look page
(The book of Iliad)
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Last chocolate

Long is passed from time that I laughed:
'I saw her chocolate, ' meant her areola.
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For Noruz

I write this for day that
I love and grew with…
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Can

Can also makes me laugh
A meaning is ‘able'
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Burn the books

Want a match, as she says
Set fire, explode, shrapnel
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Lizard

I drive on fast lane
Island is to my left
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