A gorgeous day here filled with all manner beauty. The last debate behind us and for now, I feel careful in my hOpe but hOpeful nonetheless.
What lovely days these. Why did I wait so long to make them happen. More vacations, more music, on my shoestring budget just after the dissertation is complete. I am at the stage where it's coming together and I feel excited about it like you do in new love. New love vs. old love has been on my mind a lot lately. To this, I raise a poem:
No
I see you in daylight, an impossible moon,
and in my night a sun, unreachable.
So I refuse to love you.
In my mirror I see you, the silhouette of a tattered sadness
that my eyes hold captive.
And on my scattered papers I see you,
the traces of tears I have yet to shed.
And I refuse to love you.
I see you as a prohibited dream
that combs my innocent hair into sinful braids,
and when I awaken,
your luminous kisses
drip on my pillow
one star after another
to put out my shyness.
And I refuse to love you.
Because I love you
I refuse to love you.
Because my thirst for you is fire,
and because my heart does not deserve
the fate of a crazed moth.
Because I love,
and because you love me,
let your pride refuse my ashes.
Copyright © 2008 Joumana Haddad
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