nadia abduljabbar

(25/5/1957 / Makkah)

My attitude for 'Thanksgiving' and Gratitude


The The Imaginative Intelligent Handsome Man


Kisses on the head,
On the forehead,
On the checks,
On the rosy lips
On the eye led,
On the neck,
On the musical ears,
On the fingertips,
On the generous heart,
And the broad chest,
Call it Love, call it lust,
Call it tenderness,
It is a fusion of all of this;
It is an Arabic woman way;
My very passionate way,
To tell you how grateful
I feel for your brilliant deeds:
Thanks for your laughter
From my spontaneous jokes,
Thanks for your knee touch,
Thanks for your dreamy gaze
It encouraged me to dream
As well,
Thanks for bringing
Smile back to my lips,
Thanks for your broken
Appointment, it made
Soft tears linger on
My eye lashes and led,
Thanks for bringing
Back to life
My adventurous personality,
Thanks for awakening
My desire for love…for life,
Thanks for blushing
From my comments
On the colour of your eyes,
Thanks for telling me
"You are blushing as well",
It brought back to me
Awareness of my femininity,
Americans' symbols for
Gratitude and Thanksgiving
Are ‘ Turkeys'
Mine are soft kisses,
They are a kind of sweet,
Not that nourishing,
Except for an elevated self,
If you compare,
Which will you prefer?
Which do you really desire? !

9 Nov.2005

Iowa City.

Submitted: Tuesday, November 27, 2012

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