Echoes Of Love Poem by Freeyad Ibrahim

Poem by: Freeyad Ibrahim

O my darling
I pictured thee
in my memory
and in my Dreams
The memories are echoes
of the years
Passed

I dreamed we both sitting
Side by side
Along a green valley
Where trees and flowers
Massed

I didn't realize
The sweetness
Of the hugging
Until our arms
intertwined
on a patch
heavily
Grassed

I entered into two nights
Your stature
And the darkness
Then we all old customs
and traditions…
Trespassed.

I kissed a mouth
as bright as dawn
and we continued
until the dawn
by Passed

In front of your beauty
the tongue ceased to talk
But my eyes
Addressed yours
in a language
called passionate love
in terms
that all rules
of chastity
Surpassed.

Neither yesterday nor tomorrow
counted on my lifetime
All the times are brought together
yet nothing pleased me
only the day
when I have pleased
you
Abashed
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Fryad Hugo
Netherlands