Mólavi visible dancer with a dance palace as a crypt <br />your living script dedicated to the deceased sun <br />did you easily find a meaning? <br />to linger on for several years <br />a meaning like the sensitive inner side of a naked thigh <br />for the tongue in the warm sun <br />sprinkled ginger over the sugared sour milk of your mother tongue <br />Mólavi nobody washes your groins now <br />nobody withholds your heavy knackers <br />this mysterious inner side <br />of a naked poem's strange skin <br />for the tongue to linger on the soft reflection of for several years <br />the shining reflection of the deceased <br />nightly present absence <br />to grasp the meaning of <br />memorizing the meaning as living as the deceased <br />the memory a nightly reflection of the longed-for sun <br />sprinkled ginger over the sugared sour milk of your mother tongue<br /><br />Mikael Ejdemyr<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/m-lavi-his-sun-in-konya-immovable-mover-9/
