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 Apr 2017 M Harris
Diána Bósa
You said at once that
this kind of love poetry
does not resonate
with you yet still, you see, from
a distance, I keep
imaging to kiss upon
your weary eyelids
again, for a moment, it
gives me back my loss:
my sea of tranquility,
my moonbeam of inner peace.
The pictures on watercolors
seems happy
My mom's scarves don't dance
with me...

تصویر آبرنگ ها شاد است
...روسری های مادرم با من نمی رقصند
 Mar 2017 M Harris
MeanAileen
Broken
 Mar 2017 M Harris
MeanAileen
A broken face
yet the hate 
remains. 
Countless reflections-
self inflections
of pain.
Razor sharp
jagged shards-
my soul...
shattered apart
reckless heart-
no control.
But burning tears
can't hide
what I see... 
in that broken face-
the disgrace 
in me....
Not my best work, but they can't all be!!
 Mar 2017 M Harris
Onoma
Summarily as something

there goes, a creature in the

speed of its light lives out love.

Orienting details as if scenting

through an aura of flora.

All its cells playfully nibble to

regeneration, a polytheistic scene

in the making, as holy as Thou.
 Mar 2017 M Harris
sunprincess
My metamorphosis is now complete, love
I'm a beautiful magnificent waterfall
Come see me, my waters flow, flow, flow
from majestic mountains way up high
Down to rushing rivers below
flowing, flowing, flowing, flowing, flowing
where i eventually go splash, splash
Splashing onto you, refreshing your skin
cooling you from a blazing hot sun
making you say oooh, ahhh, sigh
xoxo
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