After Years Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

After Years



After years

Memories are leaping
-I miss your pale skin
-and the veins in running
- (snake-like; crawling…)

Where is your shaking hand?
-I want it in my hand
-miss it ask (with demand) :
- "Learn of me walking, dance! "

Tuesday, April 24, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: memories
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