Romantic love of any kind
has been for me a waste of time,
but I enjoy the highest form
of 'Platonic' Love - not for a dog
or a tropical bug,
but for a beautiful, undying,
endlessly interesting
old Balouchi rug.
il est un tapis
né 1960, si beau,
si tactile, et lui
Balouchistani.
Qu'il enrichit
la fin de ma vie.
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