I watch as you weave
As you pull the silken thread
The aging hands
Blurring visions
Between the tips
Thumb and finger
Wet from the tongue
Bitten by the lips
The little song
For your own heart
The thread of life
In such delicacy
For the discerning eyes
Arabian nights
You weave and unweave
6/3/2009

Sadiqullah Khan

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