My nights are empty
Empty of romance
Empty of pleasure
Empty of sex
My nights are empty
Empty of greed
Empty of desires
Empty of sorrow and regrets
But when the moon is fallen beside me
When the stars are sleeping under the pillow of my affection
When my head is leaning over the horizon
The emptiness closes
Shahla Latifi
August 29th, 2020
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Shahla Latifi (Pseudonym) (
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- Category: Reflection
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