Security Poem by basim al aoda

Security



Security

I watered the shrub of the camphor,
As for the men returned,
And my beloved –
Was among them,
Scatter over his head –
The flowers,
And kisses him –
From his cheeks,
Sprinkle over him –
The perfume,
And divulge by love instead of me,
And say:
I was being still loving,
And dream,
As the small moon visits our coasts
The kohl stick-
On the eyelid.

Basim Al Aoda
2007 - July

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