You Breasts Are Two Sparrows Poem by Mohammad Yousef

Your breasts are two sparrows,
fluttering softly in the early dawn,
nestled against the warmth of cotton sheets,
gentle reminders of life, of stories untold.
They rise and fall like the breath of the earth,
each pulse, a whisper of the wind,
each sigh, a rustle of feathers,
soft against the skin,
a dance of grace and innocence.

In the quiet of the morning,
they perch on the edge of dreams,
two tiny hearts,
fluttering with the hope of flight,
as if they might take off,
soar into the blue expanse,
chasing the sun,
chasing the warmth,
chasing the echoes of laughter.

They are wild, untamed,
the spirit of freedom captured in flesh,
a testament to the beauty of being,
the way they curve,
the way they sway,
like branches in a gentle breeze,
inviting caresses,
sheltering secrets,
holding the weight of the world
in their delicate grasp.

Oh, how they sing,
in the silence of your laughter,
in the curve of your smile,
a melody of softness,
a symphony of skin,
a reminder that life is both fragile and fierce,
that beauty exists in the smallest of things,
in the fleeting moments of connection,
in the way two sparrows gather their courage
to greet the day.

So let them spread their wings,
let them bask in the light,
for they are not just bodies,
but living poetry,
inspired by the ephemeral,
celebrating the tender,
and reminding us all
that within our very essence,
we hold the power to fly.