Abdelkrim HAYAB

NEVER leave her alone
though only the blood she gave
With broken weak bones,
under her black dirty wings,
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Tattoo by the bloods
Is needling from my heart, and
she is the tattooist
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About the rose on the iceberg,
And about the path in the desert
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For the desired light
Searching on this star and that
But the weeping waxes
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hath remember a moment in Aprille soote
hath walked for a distance on one foote
a brother hath poison me for he was slave
feared, rode my feet, came to you to save
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