Black Poetry : Love's Confusion

[BLAQ LOVE POURAHTREE]

I remembered a book of mine,
line upon every line,
a different face of reality,
each time another wind more loving,
you said you loved me,
how are you doing,
which way lover,
more kisses without lips,
most hugs with wishes,
our feeling is surreal,
the closer we get,
the closer we are made,
the closer we are played,
like a movie of yesterday,
of only loves without ignorance,
stripping you of your guard,
stranded without no protection,
you are free to be,
naked as can be,
don't you love it,
beautiful beloved,
my pride within my heart,
I love you,
from the center of our eye,
caught up stark with your arms out,
smile so wide,
enjoy the rushes,
without communication,
love's confusion creates blushes unanticipated,
catch up with your thoughts if you can,
but you will never be able to defend yourself,
so surrender yourself,
into love....

by: Nefertum Husia Shayheh from the BLAQ: Inkompletion vol. 2