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of the blue direction.the horizon is vertical, verticaland movement fountain-like;and at the limits of visionshining planets spin.the earth in elevation reaches repetition,and air wellschanges into tunnels of connection;and day is a vastness,which does not fit into narrow mindof newspaper worms.why should I stop?the road passes through the capillaries of life,the quality of the environmentin the…

Spring had handed over my window-to the green illusion of the trees.I was not fitting into my lonely wrap;And the smell of my hollow crown-had infested the surround.I could not,I could stand no more-the noisy lane,the cry of birds,the blast of balls,and the screams of a child…And then,the waltz of colorful kites,in all frames of…

I sinned surrounded by armsthat were hot and avenging and iron.In that dark and silent seclusionI looked into his secret-full eyes.my heart impatiently shook in my breastIn response to the request of his needful eyes.In that dark and silent seclusion,I sat dishevelled at his side.his lips poured passion on my lips,I escaped from the sorrow…

The crow that swiftly crossed-the extent of the sphere-like a short arrow-will tell about us-in the town.Everybody knows.Everybody knows that you and I,looked through the oblique crack of the wall-and saw The Garden.Everybody knows.Everybody knows that you and I,reached for the trembling branch of The Tree-and picked the apple.Everybody is scared.Everybody is scared but you…

and to the tender rivers that streamed in my veins,and to the raining clouds that forever carried- my endless dreams-to the other side.Also,my greetings go-to the poplar trees in the yard-and their sore but graceful aging-under the comes and goes of sun:They escorted me in all chilly visits-of dry times.And,I am sending my greetings to…

rose over his legs,fearless like death.On his firm face,an array of fine lines-was tailored by the revolt-of his limbs.My beloved surely belongs-to a faded clan.In the depths of his eyes, it seems-A Tartar is constantly on guard-for the advent of knights.In brightness of his teeth, it seems-a primal man- is patiently waiting-for cornering a prey.My…