Art of Being Together

I was the rain
You were the flood
The blood of wine
poured in a glass
The eruption of passion
crossed our line
We are a deluge
Now
Beware of our influx

I was the wind
You were the lightning
The angry thunder
growled in between
We are a hurricane
Now
Beware of the devastation

I was a particle
You were the dust
The magic of gravity
pulled us toward
the earth for many years
We are the full moon
Now
Beware of the tide

I was a letter
You were a word
The black art of his pen
wrote us on a board
We are a poem
Now
Beware of our influence

Clean Up

Sometimes I get
a massive headache
Doctor advised me
to delete the shards
of some memories

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Soodabeh Saeidnia was born in Iran and received a Pharm. D. and Ph. D. in  Pharmacognosy. She has published a collection of poetry, Words for Myself, in the Farsi language.  Her poetry in English has also been published in Sisyphus Quarterly, La Libertad, Squawk Back, TimBookTu, Babbling of the Irrational and others.