Small Conversation - Poem by Naveed Akram
You swore the conversation was small,
Depths of desire were huge.
In a flash there was a crossing of the canyon,
The next visitor neared.
His depth of understanding and harmony
Became like no other man.
The climb of a mountain was before us,
To gain altitude quickly was a shame.
The climbing conversation was an argument
So I swear the beginning of this was meant to be small.
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