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Arabia

Across these warm, blushing waters, beneath
eaves of emerald mountains and a thousand
million stars, our city lies drunk in heat
and summer haze. Each night in dreams, I ride;
and like white kites my horse and I flutter
across the moonlit plains, to where the bronze
gates gape wide, while I lift my voice to soar
above the city like a lullaby.
Every morning I wake with your sand thick
on my tongue and your name: Arabia,
Arabia; let me drink from your sweet,
tepid pools in caves of yellow granite
and kiss each pale, white star a thousand times,
my Arabia, my country, my home.





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Milo! said...
Mar. 14, 2010 at 11:34 am
I really love this. I really like how everyone can relate to this. I hope you keep writing, because this is great. You should check out some of my stuff. I think you would like it.
 
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