"shackled"
behind ivy covered walls, heat
waves dance upon the horizon
calling the mystical shadows
to appear
a face peers through the ebony
curtain that is the night at noon
one moment a cool reflection
of the oasis, the next sand djinn
dance on the heated hem of
the scorched
the sparkling edge of the double
edged sword, liquid in its
transparency yet as hard as the
sound of deafness falling upon
the ear of the screaming silence
touch then wrap your weighty chains
about her loins encircling them and
shackling her to your shadow
`t. imaan tretchicovmanicova
3jun07
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