Slow Desire Poem by Atef Ayadi

Slow Desire



The hands are expressing themselves
Openly.
The face and
Words
Follow the wonderful wander of the eyes;
There is noting between
Truth and lies.

I stopped
Everything At once.
I shutdown everything,
From casing my heart beats and all the protocols
To clogging my veins with my breath.

For the sake of this
Wonderful wander.

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