I' ve hid you and thus
you've grown unimaginably
like a sea that flows, just
north of love

I've hid you and
covered you in loose memories
of sand. And again your form is visible
in the widespread wind untill the storm.
Out of preservation I became wrecked, became
lust spread here and there

Just take me on your dark tide
you, Afrika of my desire
I'll never penetrate your jungle, your tighs
natives whose eyes I cannot fathom
and full of translation is your creole mouth

Just take me, I am a new
Samarkand, a lingering caravan
that still remembers ruins and love
and how they give themselves to the highest bidder