daughter

O daughter of Al-Amiri, how little The living call to prayer, speak to me, by leaving I have heard the raven making a clear promise, and in support of your junctional cord How can I indulge you, not how, the baboon Tomorrow we will descend…

O daughter of eternity, have you seen something like me? When spurring semen and dispelling doubts set out to mission with determination And my clothes are the darkness of your shadows and tear the pockets out of the night-wearing How much…