 The Shame
... and "A place we ran to, together"
By Arash Daneshzadeh
February
20, 2004
iranian.com
The Shame
I sent away for you
You never came
And when the dawn arrived and the plums fell with
reckless abandon, when the leaves wilted and the
branches tilted
The winter storms cried
For you never came
And the piano played that same
plain passage
He used to, as if the keys were the only ones he
trusted
The mustard of your heaven
Trust
I sent away for you
You never came
And if it's all the same to you-
It's all the same. ***
A place we ran to, together
A wheel once ran
A tear once ran
A song once ran
A heart once ran
A smile once ran
A mind full of memory once ran
And a place we ran
to, together.
And if it's an open palm I'm after
And if it's a stranger
I seek
And if it's a starry night I dream
And a hope I bleed
There was this place,
This place we ran to, together.
Faith is born
Eyes crash
Fruitful scents
A piece of mind a peace of mind a
place where I
float
Where I can still sense you telling me
In birdful
beauty
windless
that you are what you are, and I've decided
that I'll
have to love you just that way
And a place we ran to- a potter's
wheel- compassion
out of a splattered friction
wet with our conversation
I'd love to take you there
I'd love to bury myself there
I'd love to birth, to treasure, to remember beyond
measure, a place we'd run to, forever.
.................... Bye
Bye Spam!
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