![]() ![]() Hello all, my name is Faisal, and this happens to be my first (official) blog, I hope that this post will be the first of many to come. He who tries to untangle her braids, my son. He who asks for her hand, who approaches. I assume it’s some kind of flower giving the context, but if anybody knows the exact one I’d appreciate it if you’d let me know-Faisal]Īnd your life is full of travels and warsĪnd you’ll love all the women in the worldĪnd the princess of your heart is sleeping. Tell me.weren’t you tired.weren’t you bored?įor I want to stay in the illusion of the mouth ![]() How many years.did you waste, sculpting it? Oh how I wish perfume bottles were not sealedĪnd how did you go around circulating it?Īnd how did you organize the drops of blood in it? Like a sentence spoken and not understood ![]() How the night inflates the sorrows of strangers. In which we drink, at the evening, our black coffee. Without the sultan’s daughter showing up. Your love taught me, my lady, what delusion is. That one.whose lips are more delicious than pomegranate roses That one.whose eyes are purer than the gulf’s water That is all the faces and all the voices. A woman whom I would cry between her arms.Īnd to knock on the doors of fortune tellers ![]()
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