Joumana Haddad Poems

I will be strewn on your bed
like fingerprints of fire.
I will be implanted in your night
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No one can guess
what I say when I am silent,
who I see when I close my eyes,
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When I sit before you, stranger,
I know how much time you'll need
to bury the distance between us.
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I don't remember
that I undressed in daylight
for a man
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When your eyes meet with my solitude
Silence becomes fruit
And sleep turns into storm.
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