Pictures Poem by Martins Akhoeneto
Pictures
A thousand foot steps
Going a thousand mile
Up and down the tunnel
In the passage of my heart
Leaving foot prints of angelic figure
And me a patient of insomnia
At intervals, at every cardiac pulse
Now the night is long dead
But in my heart lies
Brill pictures in clear frames
Parotid, conspicuous for my eyes only
Like you were a camera of my heart.
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