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And your glance,
Was the aroma of an orange tree...
That used to turn my body green;
When I'm seeing you,
Spring grows in me...
و نگاهت
بوي درخت نارنج اي ست
که تنم را
سبز مي کند
نگاهت که می کنم
بهار در من مي روید
 Aug 2023 Snow Selmon
Zywa
Can love heal my heart,

wanting to be here with you --


and longing for her?
Novel "The PowerBook" (2000, Jeanette Winterson), chapter "HELP"

Collection "Loves Tricks Gains Pains in the 0s and 10s"
 Aug 2023 Snow Selmon
A M Ryder
How do you
Forgive yourself
For all the
Things that
You never
Became?
 Aug 2023 Snow Selmon
Exosphere
I feel an overwhelming love for myself and for you
I hope you can feel it too
 Aug 2023 Snow Selmon
ryn
Spectre
 Aug 2023 Snow Selmon
ryn
There’s no respite
from this spectre
from memories dead.

There’ll be more moons
before vigil relinquishes
its stead.
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