Your Hand Apple's Path And Lines Poem by Atef Ayadi
Your Hand Apple's Path And Lines
You close your eyes
Or leave them
It does not take
Me away
From your moon,
Your tides, or your celestial ties.
You exhale me
Or exhale the air
It does not change
My nature of
Being your perfect fume
Or your ideal vapor.
You like the rain
Or the blue sky without it;
It does not change
Nothing!
I am always
Waking under the earth surface
To support your feet,
Your sovereignty and your
Reign.
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