Treasure Island

Fatima Nusairat

(Jordan)

Malleable And Sweet


Malleable and sweet as sea breeze;
This that rest on my left shoulders,
Spilled in me and I mixed with her,
Flowing between my fingers and
Becomes soft on the saddle of the night.

Opens and closes my spiritual buckets,
Holds my blackness voice,
Practice to understand the 'No'..
And the fear of 'Yes.

Stay up over my mat tiredness
While the sleep goes, without me.
The one she loved me and I know nothing,
But to love what she loves,
And she knows nothing but to love me.

That heads to anything or Nothing,
Hits me by her flowing and I hit nothing..
Simmering on my door and thresholds,
The anxiety of locks.
....
Tell her..
I have nothing but fun and fatigue
Oh idea which you lean on my chest!

Submitted: Wednesday, March 12, 2014
Edited: Thursday, March 20, 2014

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