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We both saw a flurry of lilac
Maybe same day, wildly different feelings
in our hearts
We both wrote poems about
Jacaranda Trees, I named mine Jacaranda wild
You named yours every
sensation
I felt
blooming
in the sleepy bedroom town
all green, all home, wholly my own
where maybe
I first bloomed
We both wrote poems about
Jacaranda Trees and you dialed
and it rung
"Habibi", you would say softly
"I wrote a poem". I want to hear it
And its every softness of my childhood
I can see your emerald eyes
Seeing what I'm seeing
heart beating, feeling it all
differently
We share dreams in verses
you weave the revolution
cryptically into my heartstrings
you tell me in poetry
you tell me sweetthings
"Ya Sattar, thats wonderful,
Ca n I hear it?"
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