Your Voyage Is Mine Poem by Anahit Arustamyan

YOUR VOYAGE IS MINE
My blue-eyed poet! Do bring me the sky in which the stars are your warming lights! You are travelling from the land of knights. The bells are ringing to wake my sunrise. My days were boring without your eyes. I am not yawning as the rains have gone. My days are cleaning their throats to laugh. I healed my blindness to see this blue sky. My blue-eyed poet! You will be on time. My days failed to laugh but I didn't die. My ink sometimes cries but it doesn't lie. You are travelling from the land of knights. You will travel fast. You will be on time. The bells are ringing to tell me a rhyme. My blue-eyed poet! Your voyage is mine.