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Jan 2011
I close my eyes
and see myself
at your door
asking
if you fancy a beer

Kitchen is to the right
as I imagined

I sit by a small table
and watch your grace
moving around

A sip of beer ...
I close my eyes
feel your trace
and breathe you in
Thursday, January 06, 2011
Reza Mahani
Written by
Reza Mahani  Atlanta
(Atlanta)   
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