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Your Love is my Season – Poem

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Bird in Peace. Photo by Yassine Abouyaala

SOUSSE, Tunisia  

I woke up in a cold end of winter,

In the early morning of a chilling season

Fortified myself for I am eager to see your love eyes

 As I yearned for to see the sincerest smile ever in this existence

 I arrived at a time when rain is pouring heavily

 To signal a new phase in our heavenly bond

 A new-born is indeed our love

 A kindling passion is about to rise from above

 Rain drops are there to wash the love abyss that befallen us in the past

 And then as I begged the sky to stop shedding tears of joy

 Nature obeys and paves for me the way to my lover's soul

 The season suddenly shifts from winter to spring

 A chasm opens in the cloudy sky for an erected rainbow to penetrate

 The sun arises as a pregnant lady

 Endowed with celestial beauty

 That shines till you get blinded

 By a light that identifies with the pain

 That generates a pleasure to give birth

 To those sublime words that gave meaning to my life

 To those penetrating gazes that could easily find

 Their way to my heart and soul,

 Stab my agony to death

 And send me back to the sky

 As high as a free cloud,

 As pure and white as

 The dream to be with you.

Photo by Yassine Abouyaala

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