Sareh Sayidi Poems

All anew
the immortal days,
and love at its loss.
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If I am to write of you,
the words would go running,
numbnessly strong,
into the mazes of my mind.
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Tired is the sky
across the field
and butterflies silence deep.
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A smile appears,
earth disapears
each time I see, I rememeber
in that pure blue
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Butterflies of dead mouths
covered in clouds
above flocks,
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What do you think about this:

'You crossed a line
and I burnt my hand.
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Love is easy:
a spike of tenderness
and a heart in delight.
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A day in my memory
Of the meadows autumn sunset
And the dust of a long passed car
Sitting!
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Then again
were their eyes,
so met the bodies
and the subtle change
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