When the night breeze arises
To remove all traces of light
My heart sat deep in thought
When the moon covers the shallow end of my thoughts
A trembling hand of despair
Pulls me closer to the memory of lost love
On cloudy days when my worries are awake
I prefer to sleep in the arms of a quiet night
Calm and unafraid
In lonely moments of truth
With his memory lingering over my heart
My tremulous smile
My happy wishes
And the raw emotion that makes up the essence of my fruitful vine
Want to cry
Shahla Latifi
April 15th, 2017