Atef Ayadi

I am looking
In your hand
For faces
Of the many
Women I loved before
I could not forget
Since you always
Ask, If are unique and my
Favorite
And I always answer
“You are a singularity and
Type of hurricane
I always welcome.”
With a pleaser and fear.
After all, i am like a desert without moving sand.”

Between The eyebrows
I can see my stolen
Golden watch and
The time I never had
To finish sorting out
Angry voice from my soft voice
My exhalation from my inhalation
As you invaded me
Without rhetoric
Without policies
Or laws.

In your deep blue eyes
I am only looking
Only
For a refuge
And an exile
That can swallow me,
An ocean
Which veils
The moon
And hides
The sun;
For centuries,
For years to come,
Or for days.

In your soul
I am trying
To explain
The rules
And the darkness
Of the universe
And change
My heart’s
celestial pole.