>It’s been
an awful long while;
beautiful flower of the Nile
homesick for your eyes
without you
everywhere is a bitter exile;
your smile
is still living in my head
and I can’t forget
out of it
all the sweetness that spread
and then, the rush of my blood
and my veins that were almost burned
by all the words you said
and since I fell
for that spell
come back I want more
and I’m sure
it’s not too much to ask for
there must be something
that can be done
to end the echo of my voice;
it’s dreadful
when it’s coming back
from that closed door.


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