Atef Ayadi Poems

When she is
Fretful,
She draws a square.
When she is happy,
...

She Walks
With
The sun,
...

Hers eyes,
Her smile,
Her lips,
Her legs, and hands
...

Look at me,
Face to face,
Lips to lips,
Eyelashes to eyelashes
...

I gave her my business
Card,
For any comment
About my
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Do not worry about the public!
We do not need the public
to witness
Our fired kisses and
...

She Smiled to me
Once;
The echo
Is Still trembling
...

When I write,
It is always
Your face
That appears
...

Perhaps,
You are
An Immortal
Idea.
...

The morning sunlight
And night's breeze
Hit me in the face
Like the way
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