Haiku # 58

Dawn, the silent moon
Over the soft waves, whispers,
Your voice in my heart.

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Free Verse # 142 (be my wine)

Be my wine…
The cradle of my passion…

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In your presence
I am a white lotus
embracing the dawn sky,
open to your silence
as it flows through my heart.

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Our simple touch is charged
with all the blossoms of the world…

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In the silence of the night
our hearts awaken
and pulsing deep
pour their wine
in rivers flowing
through the infinite stars

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What is love if not this:
to be known
to the fullness of one’s heart
and from there to overflow
like a stream in the  dawn sky.

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My touch
lapped around your neck
like dawn’s warm breath,
and your face blossomed,
a white flower
greeting the rising sun.

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I plant love
in endless kisses
in the palms of your hands.
You then raise them
and lo!
the sky pales,
dawn breaks.

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There’s a kiss
that’s been written
in my heart.
It will unfurl only
for you.

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Tender,
like the silent wave of dawn,
let my heart carry you
onto the shore
where our souls and bodies
shall merge and tangle…
…forever one.

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In the vastness of the night
I whisper to the silence of your absence
and my heart pulses with a beat
older than the stars

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I am a forest of stars
waiting for your naked feet
to press over my grass,
for your warm breath
to enliven my bosom,
make glow my heart…

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Harden, O heart,
and let your froth scatter
on the night’s shores
as endless waves of stars.

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Like a predator’s teeth,
the farther I move from you
the deeper you sink…

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…and my arms long to cradle you
like the rosy lips of dawn.

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With my pure tears
let me wash your feet;
with my heart’s dawn
let me scent your hair;
and with my burning lips
let me set your body
aflame with a kiss.

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Would that I were a crystalline stream
coursing amid your white hills and curves
as amid lush gardens of flowers and milk.

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Like the sun itself,
like the whole world,
each dawn our love is born anew.

Out of Dark Mountains

The mist is clearing as the sun rises
And in my heart hums a new song.
The night has lifted, gone its disguises,
And my heart glows, potent and strong.

The jasmine scent glides with a new boldness
Cool with the thaw of winter snows,
Solitude blooms with infinite softness
Sings on the lips of the red rose.

Below the mountain the horizon spreads
Wide once more and onward calling,
The blowing of its wind from my face sheds
Burning tears, butterflies of spring.

Free Verse # 141 (forever in your pull)

Our fingertips touch,
two wings over an abyss
ever harmoniously gliding,
rooted in the dawn of love.

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The moon,
even when hidden
from the sun
is forever in her pull ~
and I,
twined to your smile,
the dawn of your eyes,
your breath in the wind.

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Our breaths,
dying on each other’s lips,
shiver through our bodies
a river of flames,
melting us,
down to our bones,
and merging us,
one…

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I sleep and I wake
and you are the last
and first thought
to whisper on my lips.
I am a river;
the ocean is you.

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Night falls liquid
over our merging bodies,
his stars like embers
searing into our skin
the wildest poetry.

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From night’s womb
I pluck the ripest stars
and with poetry’s threads
weave them into a blanket
to cover you all night,
my love…

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Out of the well of infinite solitude
my poems rise,
like stars from the invisible womb
filling the night sky.

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From a hidden shore
her jasmine breath travels
through the infinite night
to find my face,
and breathe me into life.

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Let night’s melody
hum in your blood
an endless froth of stars,
rivers of dark wine…

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O beloved,
let me pour the dawn
into your eyes,
reap from your lips
the purity of his dew,
from your womb
his morning star.

Free Verse # 140 (the breathless key)

My breath,
threads of twilight
weaving around your neck
a shawl of endless warmth,
a hand of stars
stroking your face
breathless with desire

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Touched by your eyes
as if by a burning flame,
my heart spins,
a sun inside my chest,
scattering divine sparks,
setting the world aflame.

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In dawn’s clarity we dwell,
two jasmine flowers rubbing cheeks
and breathing silent ecstasy,
open, like the white sky.

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Raining from the stars,
night’s silent whisper
unfurls her voice
deep inside my heart.

I shiver,
a tear hugs my cheek,
falls into the sky.

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I wake up to find myself
bathing in a sea of sunlight.

Your face has risen over me,
an inexhaustible fountain of love.

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Smeared on your lips,
poetry’s wine
is a tender flame
you sear into my skin,
burning in my blood
your name,
the fragrance
of your kiss.

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Only by being lost in you
am I really found…

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I fall into your eyes
as into a vortex of light
to emerge,
an exulted song
through your eyes pouring,
painting the whole world.

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Petal by petal
let me unfold your smile,
a white flower dancing
in the palm of dawn.

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My each kiss
plants a star
under your skin.
And my kisses are infinite.
You become a night
laden with stars,
a poem in my arms
unraveling.

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Night’s stillest hour,
your warmth overflows
from my heart,
a fountain of love.

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What do I pen
except my blood and tears
on the face of the sky,
stars to fill the womb of night,
dew to swathe the earth
at dawn’s first sigh.

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The kiss you left on my lips
ever deeper soaked,
a fire weeping through my skin
and, touching my heart it bloomed,
a sun within.

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Only lovers hold
the breathless key
that makes the world
shiver in their hands
like a dew-soaked flower.

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You touched my heart
and night itself awoke in my veins,
a womb birthing stars.

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One endless dance
in unison ebbing and flowing
amid the world’s dust,
we are…

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My finger on your belly
and the entire ocean
traverses through its tip…

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My fingers pass through your hair
and stars shiver and fall like dew
onto the face of the earth,
wetting all lovers tangled in love.

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Lovers, Freydoon Rassouli
Lovers, Freydoon Rassouli

What is my heart if not your home
where the sun itself
unfurls from your womb.