A BLUE DREAM
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Where her two lips Meet or part, Leaps all my heart Like the swift ship’s Lurch on the lucent wave— Past peril and the grave! Where her two eyes open or close Upon the rose-kissed snows Of her face, From my soul doth rise Of its grace A white star in their skies! But if she smile ... Or weave of her mouth a word, Swiftly a light steals Half my mind, while Her word falls all unheard! And a blue mist reels Half curtaining my mind, As a blue dream reels In the heart of the blind: Circling a remembrance Of meadows and streams, Of blossoms that open and lights that dance, And passions that struggle to live in dreams! Fredoon Kabraji.