Andalusian Songs

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My heart is a well That holds your face in its depths The smell of orange trees Wraps around you like a dress The cry of the guitars Strings my heart around your neck Birdsongs breaking the dawn Blow ‘cross my face on your sweet breath 15
With hands such as yours Were you meant to be blind? Were you meant to be mute That God gave you those eyes? You broke into my sleep And turned my dreams to sighs You stepped out in the dark And made midnight sunrise My face became all eyes And you turned my eyes to hands So we’ll stay up all night ‘til you make me understand 16
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Page 6 and 7: Muhammad You’re the secret spring
Page 8 and 9: Reflections of the Alhambra Blessed
Page 10 and 11: Mosaics All of us are hieroglyphs T
Page 12 and 13: Duende There’s more than one way
Page 14 and 15: Flamenco Dancers Line and flower, b
Page 16 and 17: Sunset Olive eyes in an orange sky
Page 18 and 19: A man was hanging from a cloud A gi
Page 22 and 23: You planted your love in my heart B
Page 24 and 25: The moon cuts a path Through the ta
Page 26 and 27: Your eyes peer out behind my own Th
Page 28 and 29: I dance to a music made By things y
Page 30 and 31: All the days’ work of my hands Is
Page 32 and 33: From everything I’ve learned I kn
Page 34 and 35: I looked into the mirror And dislik
Page 36 and 37: Quatrains Love breathed onto her mi
Page 38 and 39: Melt the stars in your warm glow An
Page 40 and 41: The best lines I write: bites on yo
Page 42 and 43: Music melts words’ dusty bones In
Page 44 and 45: Signature When my soul’s blank pa
Page 46 and 47: Love breathed onto her mirror 31 Me
Page 48: Oludamini is a doctoral candidate i

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