KALBASI, Sheema


Dancing Tango

Oh, Orlando!

Remember the night we danced

quietly on the sands where music

was played? Your words were

wonderers, said quietly

in the pockets of my ears.

Oh, Esphahan!

With your turquoise blue mosques

and lovers hiding under the sands

by the Zayandehrood and its haunting

blue skies. Still the words did

wonders when they were said quietly

in the pockets of my ears.

Time is eternity, my dignity

resides in yours and your

words are wonders that I count

as precious coins kept quietly

in the pockets of my tears.