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Oct 2018
My doors open
To pain of evolution
In her sibyllineΒ chamber
The curves of heroine
Divine and devilish
Imprison my piety
In shadowy corral
Rendering my calculus steamless
Left untasked of masters
My thoughts waft like gossamer
Toward pointed hills parted
By aphrodisiac crevice
Her silent words caress my ear
Whispering ******* bliss
In grotto of mystery.
Bijan Rabiee
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Bijan Rabiee  M/Iran
(M/Iran)   
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