Sepideh is the poet's daughter, and this poem is about the poet's deep love for her. Even when she is emptied of dreams, or half asleep, her daughter fills her with love and with life.
for Sepideh
Just as my dream
hears the sound of your steps,
that's when you enter
quietly, quietly on tiptoe.
You crawl under the sheet
like a kitten, your eyes
drinking me in.
Asleep or awake,
you lap the silk of my dreams.
In the moment it takes
to put your arms round my neck,
you're fast asleep on the pillow.
And I, half-asleep, half-awake,
just when I am drained of dreams,
am filled with you and replenished.