Bright wet eyes
I saw those eyes
Completely pervaded by blinding light
Where I mirrored without veils.
I still have them inside of me,
Hidden in a secret place of my body,
Where no one can get in.
Beyond the infinity of that look,
Your happiness
The one I gave you
The one we could breathe
Like vital oxygen.
It was a propulsive rocky force
Silence as total satisfaction,
Enchantment of body
And soul,
Wide blossomed
And scented horizon.
Life in life.
***
Francia Square
In a winter evening you were waiting for me
In-between dusk as the daylight was almost
Over the horizon
And a light wind was shaking pine needles
Gently.
I got out of the car
Whilst you were coming towards me
With your surprised pace,
Alone for the first time,
From our laborious worlds.
Sitting in your car
A sort of pleasantness assaulted me,
Like the candour of soft cotton
Wrapping me
And made that little embarrassment vanish
Which had arisen as I was getting close to you.
***
Mirages
In nobody else’s heart
Can I enter!
I still feel
Only
Your fingers
Lightly touching
My skin,
Getting into
My thoughts.
All other roads
Are desert
With no floral scents.
Only you
Like a mirage
Appear.
___________
Published under International Cooperation with "Sindh Courier"
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