Pygmalion Poem by Fareed Ghanem

Pygmalion//
By: Fareed Ghanem
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She gathers her flying hair into a rocky braid. Her eyes blow away; fire, soil and water in the air. Her heart bangs drop down, one by one, on the road. Her eyelashes melt into wax covering caves floors.
Her stony dress waves over her marble thighs.
She gives back the apple to its bough, puts back the rib to its cage, a lava shoot flows out from furrows. Then she turns to ash, scattering with the wind.
But he burns with love to her.
So, he takes his two hands, a chisel, his tears, and goes into a forest of clay.