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Thailand by Pari Danian Tears run down from my awakened third eye They wet my paper with a map of my thoughts Light glistens through the last drop of wine The candle is running out, but night still young the fruit flies dance to a Bach concert on a marble top table as cold as my heart The last cigarette promised tranquility While water flows from the breasts of an angel fountain I count my blessing in this dark hour The things I have seen but yet to happen I shut my eye and open my arms to let go of all that has been received I surrender to joy in between and reunite with the divine. (Poetry of Relativity 2012)
Posted on: Fri, 02 Aug 2013 19:33:23 +0000

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