Naked 2009 Poem by Wael Karameh

There… you are sleeping over the carpet of my dream
Naked… with the light reflecting over the nice lines of your body…
Inside me, all the cells are longing to scream
But something tells me I am not ready…
Tonight, How come the wine did not switch off my brain?
And I am still thinking, I am still feeling deeply all the pain…
How come you did not call?
You knew without you, I am going to fall…
How come you did it wish me a simple Merry Christmas?
How can the New Year come if we don’t celebrate it together?
How come? How come?
I think I am going to die….


Wael Karameh
Dec 27,2008