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When I`m in your arms,
on the warm rosy nights
my hair is spilled all around
your chest, tangled with your
nerves, as stem of oleander,
my hands are wrapped around
your waist, as a little bird
safe in the winter storm,
I breathe with your breath,
drink from the juice of red
poppy, sparkling inside of you,
I see a blooming garden under
your transparent skin,
in your chest, poppy and rose,
in your stomach - snowdrops,
daisies and violets in your arms,
all of you is my holy g a r d e n.

{© n.nour}
01.03.014

{this poem is dedicated to my love A.N.}