Treasure Island

Fatima Nusairat

(Jordan)

Leave me..


Leave me..!
Take with your hands
What remains from my life
But just let the fires that flared in my heart
And our photos from the last winter..
When you shaken off the fog..
From my sight!
,
Leave me..!
But let me gather my longings..
The ash of eagerness, the darkness of desert
And the two birds..
Were they witnesses my fear on you!
,
Leave me..!
But let me stay on the wings of the clouds,
And just let what we planted in the fog face..
Perhaps it rains on the ground..
Forest and rivers of love
Or ways..to return from absence!

Submitted: Friday, May 10, 2013
Edited: Monday, December 02, 2013
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