by arustamyananahi by Anahit Arustamyan
Some yellow light is drizzling from the lips of these vivid bulbs.
The city seems to be a selfish castle in the arms of the night. I seem to be a shadow in this lavish sight.
The blue light is dripping straight into my heart. Your eyes are hidden by thousands of miles.
Do you keep the oceans inside your blue eyes?
The blue light is jumping like a nimble child.
The bulbs are speechless in their yellow smile.
I am a shadow beneath the moon's eyes. The night is a fortress lit by these gleaming stars. A distant siren seems to be my guide.
Isn't this siren a singing ocean's shine? I can read your scripts in the ocean's eyes though they are hidden by thousands of miles.
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