Face It

Free your lips From the daily etiquettes And the charm of ancient veils Do not run away No one runs after drawing ones fate Did you ever see The sea running away from its tides And hiding behind the shores. Take off your veil And your rings And the Indian henna You may not need them Love journey is like Crossing the ocean With a rebellion young boat And with a little water. Show your feeling face No need for hate Hung it against the wall Like a Victorian painting Or an African lion scull Convert your hate Into a roman wine Or a Chinese ink To use later to write a future language Plan for new fates Life is held between your hungry lips And your tattooed eyebrow.