silks of moonlace
enter the doorway
as sweet oils scent
the lamp.
sound parts with
the entrance of
crescent moons
of ramadan
whispering their
jewelled secrets.
the tinkling bells
about the ankles
of a slavegirl
announce
the master's presence.
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for Sahib, firstly
`t. imaan tretchicovmanicova
21dec09
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