لا ادري لماذا لا اكتب لك ولماذا لا اوجه اليك اسئلتي واشير اليك في بناني
نويت ذات مرة ان اعلنك انك الطف قاتل
لكنك ناديتي لي وتلاشيت بين ذراعيك
اذكر اني صنعت لك عقدا من أزهار اللوز
نظمته بخيط من لحاء الزيزفون
اذكر اني كتبت رسالة الى نهرك الغربي
اذكر اني قرأت نقشاً على يديك
اذكر اني اختلست عطر من ظفيرتك
اذكر اني ذهبت مع الحنين اليك
الى الان لم اعود منه يا سيدتي
لكنني تعلمت الكتابة اليك بلحن المطر
ثم ألم تشعربي ولو لمرةواحده
بأنك عالمي المترامي الاطراف
لو نظرت الى عينيا لقرأت فيها كم نحن نحبك
لو تلمست الروح لشعرت بها كم انت موجود بها
قد دوزنها إيقاع بسمة، وعُزفت على وتر غمازة؟
لو قرأت أول حرف الى اخر حرف من كل قصيدة
لعرفت انك انت كل القصيده
غير أني على يقين انك تدرك كل ذلك
انت لست واحة من عطر فقط
انت لست قمر من فضه فقط
انت لست ترنيمة مقدسه فقط
انت لست اية صادقة فقط
انت كل ماقلت واكثر من قلبي الذي يحبك
I don't know why I don't write to you and why I don't direct my questions to you and refer to you in my comments
I once intended to announce to you that you are the cutest killer
But you called me and I disappeared into your arms
I remember I made you a necklace of almond blossoms
I arranged it with a string of linden bark
I remember that I wrote a letter to your western river
I remember reading an inscription on your hands
I remember stealing perfume from your hair
I remember that I left with longing for you
I haven't come back yet, ma'am
But I learned to write to you with the melody of rain
Then didn't you feel even once?
That you are my vast world
If you looked into his eyes, you would read in them how much we love you
If you touch the soul, you will feel how much you are present in it
Was it tuned to the rhythm of a basma, and played on a dimple string?
If you read the first letter to the last letter of each poem
YOU would know that you are the whole poem
However, I am sure you realize all of this
You are not just an oasis of perfume
You are not just a silver moon
You are not just a sacred hymn
You are just being honest
You are everything I said and more than my heart that loves you
Every letter of every beautifully Worded poem you write....has a light the world can see as it sets me on fire with passion and unshakable love for you
ردحذفI feel happy and grateful, and thank you for visiting the blog
حذفWelcome O fragrance of roses, the scent of flowers, the moonlight and the beautiful morning breeze