Man from the chattry [poem]

You have kind umber eyes
Burnt black brown skin
Both eager to know me, to know love
Not knowing
We are not the same

I am the wind blowing far from here
Not into your desert home

Your space and simplicity
Attracts me
The sweetness in your smile, also this
But I know the machine is still running
In my mind

Coming soon, I say
And I beg of still water, come find me

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