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Fereidoun Tavallali
Poems
Iran
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Translated to English by Manavaz Alexadrian
Moonlight
In the auburn shade under the silver moon
in a misty glow, somber and tempting
she is lying there, the hands of the wind
caress her ebony hair, flowing and soft,
a dark silhouette in the light of night.
A stream flows, water whispering
the mournful song of parted lovers,
in its breast it bears the load of love
the living anguish of the dead.
in the cold morbid moonlight the mountain
creeps in my eye like a distant desire
like an expectant aura
or like a women's body, delicate and seductive
dressed in silk,
through green, peaceful meadows
night passes on tiptoe.
She, the spirit of my desire, image of my dreams
burns in the flames of her thoughts
and sings in the luminous face of the moon
the tale of my passion and her own
coyness...
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