Atef Ayadi

To Eileen: The Lips And The Smile I Am Looking For - Poem by Atef Ayadi

her is a deal,

my possible

fate -my darleen, -

it does
not need a prophecy or
woman's voodoo
to ''counter band'' it,
to high
jack it

and down,

to appreciate,
to love,

or to dream it fully and through.

Do you want an

another word?

another planet?

another set of people-sorry people, I am talking only and solely to my 'lady', the one I created and created me-
another land escape?

Do you want me without all what I listed, with what is lasted in me, what I lost, and my stirred lust with your fantasy?

Do you want yourself, found in me or just a pure self in you?

what do you simply want?

a unity,
a wholeness,
a mirror,
a shelter,
or a simple unknown fantasy?

Do you like to be me,
taking over me,
feeling me,
feeling yourself,

or simply
you want the presence
of forgotten things;

I tried to be you

and each time
I miss the facts that
a woman is always

a mysterious world of


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Poem Submitted: Sunday, September 21, 2008

Poem Edited: Thursday, March 12, 2009

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