Written by: Sami Helbaoui

Clouds mystifying the blue horizon				
Pebbles rocking on the strand					
Sea gulls scrutinizing the spectacle...			
of the forthcoming cherub					
Hither I stand in this forlorn land				
Ogling the presence of thine beauty				
Thou came to me and groped my heart			
as thine words taste better than red wine			
as thine breath smells better than roses				
I gaped wondrous to the allurement of thine heart		
Forsooth, I alack not knowing thou from before		
But even if we lived for a centurial				
I will not tire of thine smile					
I will subsist next to thou…					
until the gods annex my soul