who persuaded me
to leave you
my soul is turned up
my heart dropped
and grainy darkness
mocks me
the morning-dew's eyes
is wider than the desert
and she saw you
while she trotted quietly
with lizard-like
feet on the dunes
blowing a breather
before she
went to sleep….
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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