To Love Unknown - Poem by abdullah azaizeh
I'm going in the narrow street,
Looking out the window of the cafe.
She's inside and I am outside.
Wide-brimmed hat on her head,
Casting a shadow over her pretty face.
her Bright face struggle the shadow
Picture that emerges - is in black and white.
Tender hand holding a spoon.
She stirs the coffee,
Swirls my stomach.
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