The sultry evening
I gave myself up to the dark
I sailed down the street
To hide in The Corner
That was orange
I was with my spirits alone
Blended auburn curtains
Double sheathed
I flew towards the golden lights
This time I had given my self
My heart to enjoy the sense of loss
I found myself in The Groove
I drank to the depth of my grief
Romancing melancholy
Talk to me the sweetest language
Of the southern desert
My love was like the camel dance
In Balladi
This music and color
This light from my window
This sad perfection indeed
This mellow night
Islamabad
12/3/2010
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