Trembling Moments

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Dear Sayeh
Well, this is a real poem and you are a real poet
what a nice words

I could feel the gentle touch of magic
on the desert springs of my soul
love filled my heart with dew
and my eyes with tears
and you were there
still as the fading wind
singing in the distance

This is a transparent poem
I could hardly read an American poem like this
American poetry has turned to be like journalism

Later on
We may discuss your usage of specific words
that I do not probably understand very well
or you may put them in a wrong way
I believe that there in nothing that is perfectly right
or wrong in poetry
except if it deals with grammatical errors

Please , let us read more and more
of your nice poems