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First Seasons Of Love

By: Azza El Wakeel

I would like to take off

My schoolgirl’s apron

Unbind my talisman

Of infancy

Untie my braid

’Cause after you

I’m no longer young

I would like to discover

In my humanity

As a woman

The female feeling

You man deprived me

Of my weapons

Crushed my armies of defence

Defeated my lines of resistance

You stirred my appetite

To taste love

And surrender

To the flow of fondness

I would like to enter with you

A cavern of passion

And call its door

To close behind us forever

And drink together

From the pitchers of love

Till the sip of drunkenness

Where the short moment

Becomes long and exciting

Where we discover a unique time

Neither morning

Nor night

When the sun stays

Beside the moon

You, man, are so pure

You couldn’t be born

From a human being

But by a river

So honest

You couldn’t have been fed

By a human being’s breast

But with a tree’s milk

You, man, split my heart’s rock

Without hesitation

When we first met

And burst the falls of my senses

And with you my life

Knows no more weariness

(Images are from: Pinterest)

Azza El Wakeel