[منى عرب]

Your waves are a flood
of forbidden fruits
I breathe you in
as I would old books


I fly a bird that has lost its route
I am a lonely verse ,looking for a pen
to write my existence

you are words
occupying every room
in my lonely heart



You Break boredom
with your gaze
burn silence
with your kiss


I can do nothing
But follow you to
end of the earth

let me
beat in your veins


but how quickly you pass by
a sparkling star
in each lonely night

the fire you have set to my heart
you fan it with moving wings
even this greatest flood
you send over me
can not extinguish
this heat

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Mona