اسمهان
when I'm with you in the bayader parts of me fall
off
your body is so tender that I'm afraid to touch you – lest
you diminish in beauty
and – Asmahan
when you take the veil off your hair for
me – I am. I become.
and I lust to cover my body with
your hair –
to feel its silky smoothness
I crave to worship – you.
kneel down and –
pray
your love into me.
to lose my self and find my self – inside you.
terrified you will – one day – dissolve between my arms
intoxicated by the letters of – your name
in my blood.
and one day I will turn
to the ashes of your name.
(c) khulud khamis, forthcoming in Spinifex press.
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