NUDE IN THE ATTIC

                                                Painting By Zohreh Khaleghi
In the shade of twilight
I missed the shade of
twilight
Without you
you are going the same road
 every morning
I am going the same road
every morning
Then we allude the shade
to see twilight
Sitting lonely
and waiting
for the shade
Waiting is
the name of the game
from dawn to dusk
When is our high noon then?