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Cigarette

Cigarette

We made war, got out unharmed
a dog won't bite the hand that feeds him;
my verse is both free and prisoner, doesn't put a price to a kiss,
knows about love and rage, it doesn't radiate anything else
 
No, you see
it's not about the bright side but the sweet sour flavor that it leaves behind
we make a desert from a port and die of thirst
 
I felt in love for her skin though she was crazy,
she asked me to write, to put a cigarette in her mouth,
the downside of bad luck is that you fall on it,
lips lie, the truth makes mistakes.
 
And, got to bite the bullet, a rock in the chest,
a picture like from a postcard,
a verse, whatever it takes, even if stinks of defeat,
I look at her face and she declares my soul bankrupt,
and what a luxury of a sadness,
no beauty is good enough.
 
What a nonsense of a sentence, such disrespect,
if I write and run out of letters in the alphabet,
I compose a comet or draw a sonnet,
or I pack my things and promise to stay.
 
When she wakes me up, she puts up with my books, my drinks, my vices,
I love when she's juggling over the cliff,
this loony needs a loony girl,
so I put a cigarette in her mouth, and that's what I'm supposed to do.
 
[Sharif]
 
Protect my mouth from hers, Virgin of Brokenness,
make it so her charms don't hurt this much,
buy her a drink, the pain that gallops my chant,
in which sea do my tears flow?
 
Cupid makes mistakes,
sometimes love hurts so much,
that my hand doesn't touch her blanket anymore,
I used to take her clothes out and my esperanto was waiting behind them,
a masochist heart facing the cliff.
 
(She only knows to jump)
 
I was a better lover than husband, Cupid knows it,
she was my jail, also my nest,
I liked her soft skin and her bitter kisses,
and to sing, after all, quietly on her ears.
 
I fell in love for her skin though she was crazy,
there was always a bird in the roof of her mouth,
and there were always dunes on her skin,
poisons and vaccines,
mint and laurel,
famine and honeymoons.
 
I gave her a broken heart and a poem,
I didn't know what eternal life was,
she hide her pain behind her joy
and a copy of the original sin between her legs.
 
Some time later I stumbled upon her and she asked about me,
and I said it's strange but I don't miss you,
your memory does not hurt so much anymore but I admit
looks a lot like you, the loneliness I cheat on you with
 
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submitted on 22 يناير 2017 - 08:30
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