.
the moment was
the beginning of an end
and god who was always in me
was with me
and he was great
as his hands were full of fruits --
of all sorts
and his eyes were full of words --
of all souls
and we walked
and as we walked
we fell
.
.
.
in
love
and we conceived the world
and he bore me
and i bore him
and i was his child
and he was my child
.
sep 2, 2009
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1 comment:
Thank you, Nooshin!
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