My Sweetheart

My sweetheart Cover me Be as textile of warm love filling my breathes Sing for me Utter my words Be as cloud of my heart Raining my tones Don't be like thorns of flowers Wounding my dreams You are the dancer of the first love You are pulsation of the motionless sea You are the light You are the magic You are the world of oblivion My sweetheart This is a pub and that is the place of worship And this is my heart Go wherever you want Neither the night will ask you Nor silence of eyes.... By Naji Almurisi