My Amorousness
 
 
Swept in like a tide
Glowing as a sun
Lips like wine
Eyes like home.
She takes me inside
The mind and heart
Swell deeply and
We breath.
A chord is struck
Within the breast
Hands reach out
Embrace the whole.
Resuscitation raises
The body ablaze in
The opiate of thirst
And the aria of amor.
 
 
-by Ahmed Samir