It's sunny in the morning
You look at the East
She's dressed in black
Her hair covered too;
But she's gorgeous still
She's drawing water from the Nile;
Not making a picture in the river
Shadoof, you recall
Your mind taken back
To the time of Hieroglyphics
She walks away
With Nile's thousand waters;
A collection of love drops
You follow in your boots
Not feeling the sunshine
She passes a pyramid
And you close your eyes
When next you open;
Her image is drawn in water
There on the pyramid wall
You make a sprint
But she hears your steps
She stops -
The water evaporating
And you curve a smile
You smell the vapour
Then it stops -
You see a thousand clouds
So it feels like cloud computing
There you fill her heart
A thousand waters of the Nile!
You wonder what to give back
For her air's in your nose
You wink at the sun
And there, she makes a smile
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