Soul and Body
the soul
rose above
the lust of the body
the fingertips
learned braille
breathless yet shy
curves craving for
a study
the soul
is neither
masculine nor feminine
they all
love the spiritual violin
the mind
eyed them both
with a grin
never underestimate
the powers of
a good spin
you need logic
you need magic
the self
hissed I don't belong
to the patience shelf
the conscious
shrugged shoulders
blamed the subconscious
peace by fusion
a momentary confusion
tasting eternal
feeling infernal
if it's explicit
it's gotta be parental
a gig of voices
clouding the temple
walked away
the lonely heart
i was nothing but a chew
right from the start
tamer hossam
Copyright © tamer hossam | Year Posted 2020
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