Free Verse # 193 (from the eastern sky)

My tongue,
over your primitive soil,
a flesh-cloud
bursting with fiery rain,
each droplet inscribing
a ripple of ecstasy.

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The oceans of joy
In a grain of pure sadness,
Inside a dark thorn
The white garden of dawn.

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Your love
like solar blood
flows through my veins,
pumping through my heart
the thunder of your voice,
bolts of poetry.

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I open and embrace you
as the sky embraces the sun
after a long night,
thus I become your song,
the effulgence of your sight.

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Blossoming
the tree transfigures the garden
as you, in my heart,
birth me as pure light.

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Permeating the air
the nectar of your skin;
the sun, the moon,
and all the stars
at the bank of heaven
stoop down to drink.

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Her skin,
the gauze silk of the moon
draping the whole sky.

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Your ineffable breath
overtakes me
as though I were
a dawn flower,
then I blossom,
then I sigh,
my passionate nectar
smearing the whole sky.

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Into the mist
and over the endless sea
my poems
a pilgrimage of birds
thirsty for the flesh
of your eternity.

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Heady from gazing at the stars,
Each, in your skin,
A freckled poème.

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All the lights twinkling
Over the far away hills,
Stars unfolding
In the wells of your eyes.

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From the eastern sky
it spills,
the voice of dawn,
gentle and serene,
awakening the garden
sleeping amid the hills.

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Senryu # 28

A fountain of grace,
Her gauze skin, in dawn’s still sky,
Verses of pure of light.

Free Verse # 192 (unfurling white)

Imprinted in my heart
Her lips, on the first dawn of spring,
Unfurling into a white flower.

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Sleep has fled
The fountain of my eyes,
For your love
Inside them has poured
The waters of your stars,
The shivering kiss
Of your poetry.

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My flesh
an open wound
and your kiss
a citrus sun
burning me to my core.

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Flirtatious
like the morning sun
bathing in the streams
of flower-scents and birdsongs
her kiss awakens the world,
brings its senses to a wholesome burn.

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Both
the wound
and the fire
which sears it
– your kiss.

Free Verse # 191 (your eternal sky)

Silent as the moon in an autumn sky
Her scent through his soul breezed, a melting sigh

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His lips,
a dewed dawn
reading her skin,
an earth
under his sky unfolding,
lush and pure.

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As the last rays
of a fading sun
I hold on to you,
and then you pull me
down under
into your radiant realm
where dawn is everlasting,
love, ever pure.

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Your voice
like the first buddings of spring
wanders through my skin.

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Shared skin, shared breath,
we become the full moon
with neither beginning nor end.

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In our shared silence
my skin becomes transparent,
then the rays of your dawn paint me anew,
a jasmine flower,
an ecstatic birdsong,
a poem wandering
through your eternal sky.

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Raw with poetry’s kiss
Around each other twined,
A pillar of pure fire
Uniting earth and sky.

Torn Open

An outcast from his very own abode
He wandered, alone, the world’s dusty road;
Deprived from the joys which made his heart beat
Morose grew his face, with gray clouds replete.

Yet little did he know this was still youth,
A growing and maturing that in truth
Would one day bring him from a hallowed height
Back to a childhood glowing with pure might.

A fountain of irrepressible birth
Would his heart become as it churns out mirth,
And the lackluster thorns lodged in his skin
Blossoming wildly, their petals a grin.

The simple things would he enjoy again,
Fluttering lightly, free of the old bane,
And gliding as a flower on life’s streams
His laugh bursting through being and its seams.

Ruba’i # 14

From your body of light a pulsing stem
Into my flesh grafted, a white poème,
In my heart melting the life of your tears
To have each on my skin a burning gem.

Quatrain # 11

A flower budding on your riverbank
From your pure waters my thirsty roots drank
As in me you grew, becoming my flesh,
My soul as it sighs your scent ever fresh.

Free Verse # 190 (in this endless love)

Swirling against my lips,
the hot clouds of coffee
reminding me of your breath.

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Though the earth
at which my roots suckle
is the wide open sky
I live anchored like a tree,
arms stretched open
in perpetual exaltation
and leaves imbibing
the pure light.
In this endless love
I died.

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Each flower a wick
and I
a forest of dark desires
waiting to be lit
by the fire in your eyes

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Hecatomb of desire,
her vaporous breath
in night’s womb
shivers the stars
into a frenzied fall,
one by one doused
in the river of her flesh.

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Lluvia at the edge of dawn,
your silent kiss hovering
over the parched dunes of my face.

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Your thunder roars
in the early morning hours
crashing like untamed waves
over my ribs and face,
I wake,
my heart beating
with the ferocity of a lion
and my mind awake and shining
like the dawn of your face.

جاهدة وهبة تغني اذا هجرت للحلاج

Nocturnal Vigil

Night weighs heavy on my soul
and I ache to hear your voice,
then my heartbeats
rise in the stillness,
each an anemone shaped mouth
sighing as it blossoms
the fragrance of your skin,
the music of your voice,
searing the night red
with the fire of your blood,
and calling on the dawn
to spill from the sky
and bring you home to me.

Free Verse # 189 (dissolved)

Void of our kiss
my lips are a desert
aching for a droplet
of your heavenly wine

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The ocean-womb
to the sun of my longing;
at dusk I drown in you,
sink deep in the night of your flesh,
then our passionate lovemaking
spells me,
a dawn unto the world.

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Sober ecstasy,
a droplet dissolved
in the flesh of your earth,
an ocean in the pull
of your cosmic gravity.

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Like a garden in spring
at the touch of your breath
I grow myriad tongues,
all red and green and singing
the tides of your poetry.

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With unbearable gentleness
I approached her
as if she were a dawn
about to vanish,
and the light
which her eyes spilled
soaked into my earth
nourishing the depth of my heart,
filling me with a love so pure
I dissolved into light.

Free Verse # 188 (I walk in her light)

It’s raining
And it feels like my hands
Are caressing your skin,
Pooling heaven’s waters
In the womb of your earth.

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I walk in your light,
dissolved like a cloud
in the mouth of dawn.

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I sway to the rhythm of the stars
burning like fireflies
in the firmament of your eyes

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You kiss me
And like summer’s dry earth
At the touch of rain
My scent fills the sky

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Dawn
like furrows of stars
ever trails
at the hem of her dress,
she is eternity
walking through the world,
reaping its flowers
into a wreath around her head.

Senryu # 27

while it rains
a lone bird sings
the tune of my heart

Free Verse # 187 (her eyes)

Like the sun and the endless sea
I carry you inside of me

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Poetry?—A submersion in the language of her eyes.

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Contemplating her face
the moon becomes a grape,
red and full,
aching to be pressed
and flood the sky with wine.

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You kiss me
and I become
the invisible water
bursting through
the seams of existence,
the hidden thread
weaving all its stars.

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Her eyes
an inexhaustible fountain,
its halcyon music
like raindrops in the heart
falling,
washing through our soul
with dawn’s white wine.

Unfolding Love’s Secrets

Like fog I seeped over your hills,
Whispered through your verdant branches,
Your leaflets and earth breathed me in,
A song to grow in your silence.

Free Verse # 186 (her perfume)

Her perfume
stole my heart
from its abode
and left it to roam
like a fevered wanderer
through the eternally burning stars.

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Life, a serpentine poem
through the curvatures of your skin flowing,
and I, a vessel of heart
sailing ever deeper
in her ecstasies.

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My heart with yours become a sea
Greater than night’s infinity

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I kiss you
and backward
and forward
in time I travel,
existence entire
becoming a ring
curled on your lips.

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…and when the moonshine bathed her naked skin therein I found, bloomed as flowers, all the poems I once sat at sea.

Quatrain # 10

Through the curvatures of her skin flowing,
Life, a serpentine verse of woe and mirth,
And I, a barque of heart keenly burning,
Sailing forever the seas of her birth.

Free Verse # 185 (thunder clad)

As the beloved’s breath
entering the garden
your dawn has bloomed in me,
and I became your sunshine
and your shadow,
your light and your mystery.

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Her eyes,
a seeping of white silk
draping sky and earth.

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The world dissolved in the reflection of your face.

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All my life I’ve been honing my heart so that, when the day comes, I could plant it in the heart of you.

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She calls me to her lips
then she exhales me,
a breath charged with spring
fluttering amid dawn’s flowers
and making them sing.

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Thunder clad,
her stillness
rolls through the world
like a roaring tide
of madness.

Le Baiser

The Kiss by Theodore Jean Louis Gericault, 1822

Comme l’aube
mon baiser éclate sous ta peau
te dissolvant en une rivière
affamée pour être engloutit
dans mon océan.

Free Verse # 184 (the dawn of her skin)

his heart on his lips
a burning sun kissed
into the ocean of her eyes

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Her body
is the mystic tavern
where my poems
like drunken stars fall seared
into the dawn of her skin

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You kiss me,
and the poem that forever
burned under my tongue
like a river of lava
flows into your mouth.

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The wind
breezing through her hair
carried her scent to me,
and my jasmine-poems
growing drunk
exhaled her name
into the silence of the world.