Sareh Sayidi

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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Living an oblivion
decided to die,
the little hearth
with flames so high;
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Silently sitting beside the bed
Was the darkness
Staring to his eyes; the rings of fire
Burning in devilish fever.
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Dead is the time,
with its hair dissolved,
around the fingers, solely mine.
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Sang on the balcony
loud and clear
the mocking bird.
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Of our love-making:
the treasured land of wilderness,
I can tell
if only time awaits.
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I fell in love
and the air changed,
so did the sky, and the river.
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Death is the eyes of mine missing your loving hands;
Death is your weary glance in a half-forgotten dance;
Death is the undone twist
of the summer's sunlit blind;
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I did it again.

kisses deep
tendered sugar
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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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