Twilight
Whisper with your eyes, child
the mountain breeze
is listening
the laurels remember you
Listen
with your children
eyes dilating
in longing
we are minarets
forgetting where
we came from
we are broken spines
Listen to your whispering
Lie wide awake
In longing
At this hour
Most abundantly
We love
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