my beloved myA Poem by philology
I knew you at first sight, (this is) my beloved my
your hands and lips and eyes and pose I knew (you. The dreamer speaking in an empty room) And again, clearly: on the edge of summer our cars met, overreacting the sky in my eyes you, sun haloed (he speaks light stained gardens soft-deep with moss and sultry irises) I kissed you, trembling (the speaker raises his voice & the garden floods with the scent of sun and rain.) © 2013 philology |
StatsAuthorphilologyAbu Dhabi, United Arab EmiratesAboutI'm a nomad. I started to lead a very strange life in 2010, and it's only getting weirder. I live very far from where I want to, most of the time. In the past three years, I've lived on three continen.. more..Writing
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