Treasure Island

Atef Ayadi

Woman's Heart

Human heart is not made for
The High speed love,
The love vacuum, or
The love's darkness.

Look at a woman’s heart!
It is a simple universe,
With the basic,
Light, and tenderness,
Waiting for a Big Bang.

Look again at a woman’s heart.
Can you see
From the eyes
The heart beats?

Look carefully!
Put all the senses you have and
The ones you never heard about;
Forget your granted masculinity
And what you know from what you do not know;
Cause’, you do not need to use your hand this time,
There is no need for your eyes,
There is no need for your tong,
Your lips are useless,
Your pride is useless,
And you do no need your flirting skills anymore.
This a new kind of religion
Without belief.
If you can not,
Do not pretend you can love a woman.

Submitted: Tuesday, February 13, 2007
Edited: Friday, January 14, 2011
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