These days I can hardly keep

my eyes open, barely a slit

reading only one line

before succumbing again

to the wonderful warm sleep.

But I am paid to sit straight,

an angular face under gelled hair

tight clothes, polished shoes,

looking through cathedrals

made of numbers, not faith.

The busy-ness of every day

is robbing me of my family,

my thoughts lines from TV

my arguments another man's

twisted mental foreplay.

Yet in my dream, a remanent

of a brash youth falling in love

with lovely pale eyes, soft skin,

a gentle man for the first time

gauche trying to repent.


Meet Iranian Singles

Iranian Singles

Recipient Of The Serena Shim Award

Serena Shim Award
Meet your Persian Love Today!
Meet your Persian Love Today!