I have lost my words at the moment, so I thought I would share these beautiful ones from Hafiz with you.
Where does the real poetry
From the amorous sighs
In this moist dark when making love
With form or
Where does poetry live?
In the eye that says,”Wow wee,”
In the overpowering felt splendour
Every sane mind knows
When it realises – our life dance
Is only for a few magic
From the heart saying,
“I am so damn