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written by: Anahit Arustamyan



Don't worry, my darling!
I will fly to you with a mild breeze.
The breeze will raise me with its transparent wings.
Don't worry, my darling!
Just try to believe!
A bird may guide me all over the seas.
Planes fly through the sky without me.
They probably know that I don't exist.
I can appear in your night dreams.
My eyes will shine through the moon beams.
Don't worry, my darling!
Just try to believe!
Birds probably know that I exist.

Anahit Arustamyan

Anahit Arustamyan

I was born in Yerevan, Armenia, 1963. After graduating the university I published some of my earlypoems in the local anthology called ''Garun'' translated into English ''Spring''. My later works were published in different international anthologies and online magazines. I authored paperback books entitled My Intoxicated Ink, The Queen Of Metaphors and e-books entitled My Wandering Muse, My Lyrical Tongue and The Phantom's Dolphin. My books are in English and available on Amazon and Lulu.
Anahit Arustamyan

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