Feedback Poem by Atef Ayadi

Woman!
This is a feedback.
It is about
The little time
Our hands were
Drunk and electrified.
It is about
The little endless time,
When we opened
A little window
Wide enough
To catch the sky,
And weight it
Like weighting
A healthy new
Born.

It is not important
That both
Should drink from the same fountain
At the same time
At the edge of the universe.
It is important
To worry
About the heavy carriage
Both we have
Or how much
Weak is our strength
Or how much
Strong is our Weakness
Or how much
We are proud of our
Pride.
This is simply a
Feedback
Like a fraction
Of light beam
Reflected by one crystal
Standing inside
Me,
The rest of it
Is possibly still echoing
Within my veins
To preserve
A sharp memory
Of your divine lips.

You do not have
To be ready
To take it,
With more or less temporal
It is you, indeed.
And not about you.
I am just a mirror
Much more like the one used for
Make up.

It is enough for me
To be in harmony
With the crystals I still have
Inside me.
This feed back
Is simply
A poem
A young and invincible one,
A new kind of concrete,
Of words,
Jelly of roses,
Alien geometry,
And immortal synergy.