Halfeti Rose

Halfeti Rose

A Poem by Thomas Emile Vaughen

Pupil rose, black
Where the Euphrates flows
Swallowed into night's dark ecstasy 
By Halfeti, you wait for me
Hands are buds,
blessings, creeping 
to the silent skin 
I only grow where you are
No other nectar to nourish,
girl to cherish

I am here
in Halfeti  

© 2025 Thomas Emile Vaughen


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Added on January 4, 2025
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Thomas Emile Vaughen
Thomas Emile Vaughen

Floating around the north of England, United Kingdom



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Sometimes I make myself a coffee, pop on the internet and write stuff. Read at your *peril*. Can be found on Substack [https://thomasemilevaughen.substack.com] or Bluesky [‪@cperil.bsky.soci.. more..