Free Verse # 294 (Sur les rives de ses lèvres)

Sur les rives
de ses lèvres
le murmure des eaux
d’un éternel poème

~

Coursing for his earth
her limbs moved
as waters amid the hills,
supple in their flow
like a flock of birds circling
the sun at twilight.

~

Her shoulders…
two hills clad white
with dawn’s breath,
their softness a poem
marinated in silence.

~

No more to life
than a breath
shared in dawn’s nest

~

Rolling down her neck
his sigh of dewdrops,
the scatter of dawn
in his breath sowing
all the flowers in one.

~

We danced…
two fireflies
courting a flame,
our kiss, our death…

~

وحيد كزهرة
لم تجد في هذا العالم
الا كتف الليل
لتتكىء عليه
وتهمس في قلبه
طهر أنفاسها

~

Between us
the ebb and flow of a sea
larger than life itself,
charged with more stars
than the cosmos could fathom,
stiller than dawn itself

~

,الفجر يحييني
في رحم السماء
,لا أرى سوى عينيها
ضياء يغمرني
,كقبلة من ماء
وها أمامي العالم ينبثق
كطائر فينيق
.من نار أشعارها

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