A Typical Arabic Lady Poem by Wael Karameh

Tomorrow, I hope you will realize
That making love in a relation is a great pleasure…
Not everything, not a small thing
But it is surely an important good measure…
It is a fantastic way of deep expression
It is the finest art to show compassion…

Making love is not my weakest point
For you to keep using it as a carrot…
It is not a simple word for you to repeat it
Like a redundant speech in the mouth of a parrot…
It is the most sensitive tune of the body
It is not just a real need since the dawn of history
It is the charm that keeps our mind so teddy…

Making love is the ultimate dream
It is not over the bed just a nice scream…
So please stop telling me that I am exaggerating
I do believe that in our life it is something like magic…
Like the only hot ice cream…

Making love is like the sweetest knife…
That cuts all the pain from our routine life…
In our hard time it is the beautiful lovely rain…
I don’t want to loose it… be careful
Everything start really in the Brain! ! !

Babe, stop behaving like the typical Arabic lady
By using it as a sharp revenge weapon…
Stop changing the nice face of love into that of...
A awful fearful dragon! ! !
Because surely you will loose
In the struggle of dignity I will forget all what I just said…
And I will be changed into an emotionless wild lion! ! !


Wael Karameh.
April 9,2009.