Isotropy Poem by Rasul Raessi

Isotropy



A Cloud passes over the Moon
Your Face goes into The Darkness.
My Imagination has hanged Himself
to a Hair, s Curl on the Moon, s Forehead.

Thursday, August 8, 2013
Topic(s) of this poem: hair,moon
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