I Am New Orleans Poet
I walk in the desert
Love is a trust of untrusted
But if you don't trust love
Who can you trust?
The sky is coming down
On the roof
The roof coming down
To the earth
And the earth stretches trembling
With sky.
Who can you echo
In the void
When This love is not
Trusted
No more?
I walk lonely in the desert.
Zohreh Khaleghi
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