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Feb 11, 2021 04:51 PM Feb 11, 2021 04:51 PM
The love night became desolate My blood was a dead fox It sailed toward the nameless lady The one whose secrets were unveiled or betrayed It sailed toward the gales Draw a thing near to my front teeth Any thing The foxes move around me The foxes lick now their sexual organs in my dead blood Draw near Your dawn is now full Twenty years passed Your window is now full Of two breasts with silent rage and madness. * The love night became desolate My blood was sailing in the Euphrates [1] O! Night! Violate a murmuring mound; I said, violate The language of dawn and bloom Do you see anything in the windows? Do you see a woman whose mouth is mould By kindness And by a thimble's lung ? Do I reach out my hand Or do I cut off its fingers and have rest? I am heavy with vagueness My blood is a killing fox babbling now About the wound Babbling now about humiliation. **** [1] Euphrates is a big river in Iraq
الكاتب: أديب كمال الدين
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