Hachure Of Salt And Rain Poem by Haleh Esmailian

Not my hands,
But my heart keeps trembling while writing your name...

I keep wondering...
I still keep wondering...
why is this hachure of rain and salt,
all over your face,
anytime I look at your photo over my head...! ?

anyone there, seeing your picture,
asks me the same thing:
' So she is the one whose footprints are on all your poems, all your dreams, all your rhymes? ! '


I look at them,
Smile bitterly,
and Rain.