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When time passes it passes by this very window
lights? so many?
I can’t sleep
underneath your
gown?
no?
my gown?
yes?
naked?
ever seen anything
more
naked?
these kisses
blooming all over
creep round an’
round and round an’ round
and these fingers
yes? where?
when your face came
up, your eyes shined a greenish blue, then it sank
in
my
vulva
again
and fingers?
where?
sometimes, when my
head is not,
of my legs one
floats away with the wind
I say, yes, wind
should blow
should it not? so
hot in here
your face, now,
with creases round your eyes
and your lips
let’s again in the
morning again in the morning early morning, yes?
can’t sleep
down on my knees?
on your knees? on mine?
on my knees
yeah
and now?
where?
my finger?
Shapouri 1
Saghi
Ghahraman
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