Let Me Give You This Starting Point Poem by Antonio Liao

the starting point, of course, for a start
is

of course, the way we usually say
we agree, i will try,

a point, of course, a very small dot,
and then you push the dot, it rolls like
a mat
or this blanket, you spread it, of course,

it runs,
the point, turns into a carpet of your room
and you like the design spread
before you
some Arabic flowers, Bedouins with scimitars
carrying a princess on his arms,
riding on his warrior horse
under the moon
and the stars

and then, of course, it used
just to be a point
for a start, turning into a blanket,
then a carpet,
and what next, you have taken
the magic of it all,

you are riding now on the carpet
and then you fly
above the vast expanse of the
black skies
above the desert

you have become
the Aladin of my mind