Moz Rauf - Forgetfulness

I dance in my lover’s sweet presence,
In whirls
And sometimes in circles.
There is an end, I always forget;
This forgetfulness
Drowns my soul’s flight,
To the dark sea-floors
Where my lover no longer dwells.

Moz Rauf

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