Greed
I dream a scene of a baby falling asleep
having sucked a pair of breasts resembling
two pomegranates weighing ten kgs;
I desire a blue sky unadulterated
by vulture-like coquettishly killing planes;
and, o my Love, I bear the inborn greed to stare at you
in the open corridor of life by sitting thousand years together.
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