SINCE there is no escape, since at the end
My body will be utterly destroyed,
This hand I love as I have loved a friend,
This body I tended, wept with and enjoyed;
Since there is no escape even for me
Who love life with a love too sharp to bear:
The scent of orchards in the rain, the sea
And hours alone too still...
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CUPS
Speak, memory,
that I may not forget
the taste of roses
nor the sound of ashes
in the wind;
That I may
once more
taste the green
cup of the sea
Daubmir Nadir
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