Thief Of Sleep



Suddenly the drunken sweetheart appeared out of my door.

She drank a cup of ruby wine and sat by my side.

Seeing and holding the lockets of her hair

My face became all eyes, and my eyes all hands


From Thief of Sleep

by Shahram Shiva

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Woman with a Parrot, 1866
Gustave Courbet (French, 1819–1877)