The dreamer of you ...

and because i am ...
the dreamer of you ...
and you are always ...
to me ...
the dream ...
so, i keep ...
living you ...
every morning ...
while i sip ...
my coffee ...
getting back ...
your image ...
and all the details ...
with all its events ...
about you ...
just to be ...
for all my day ...
as reality ...
as you were ...
the realistic beauty ...
embodied...
into the dream ...
with the purity of your soul...
and the body...
in gardens...
of my dreams ...


good morning ...

hazem al ...

Chaste soul ...

And from the chastity of her soul...
it was covered in a robe...
as dress that seems...
about the beauty of her soul...
as her identity...
her morals...
as a ****** female...
non of a human's hands ..
touched her ..
and not even...
the eyes...
won her ..
except when...
i met her...
and in words...
my words...
i touched her...
from the bottom of my heart...
it were like arrows...
to soothe her...
in confidence...
for feelings...
of me..
she felt in...
to be then...
for my arms...
as a hugs...
and for my lips...
the first touched...
then to became...
the princess of my heart...
so far...
since I met her...
until , till now...

hazem al ..

Painful ...

It is really painful ...
to write words for someone ...
you want her ...
to read what hurts you ...
then ...
she ignores your writing ...
But the most painful ...
is ...
that someone who ...
doesn't know you ...
will read it ...
and will feels you ...
and will say ...
i got your feelings ...
and your words ...
hurt me ...
as well , as i felt within ...

i was writing ,,,
for her ...
and others ...
were reading ...
and my words became ...
a haven for those ...
who read it ...
and became the one ,,,
who i wrote for her ...
sees and don't realize ...
until ...
i killed all my words ...
inside ...

hazem al ...

Brain's pen...

never to stop...
my imaginations about you...
with every night come...
i get you into my bed...
to make with you...
from memories...
that we talked...
a great novel...
with endless pages...
within my brain...
that writes...
because of...
the heart...
which it beats...
cause of you...
to make me...
every night...
drawing you...
with me...
with my...
brain's pen...
into my bed,,,

wish you could feel...
wish you read...
my craziness about you...

hazem al ...

Take off, shyness ...

Take off, my love...
The robe of shyness...
Be naked within...
In spirit and body...
And come to me...
To burn together...
Our mouths...
With rut's kisses...
Until we wear...
The cover's love...
With our bodies...
To get together...
It's warm...
And feels...
After a madness...
Of kisses...
From me and you...
Wherever landed...
Our lips...
it's traveling...
Until scatters from us...
the smells of love...

So come on, my love...

Hazem...

Heart's dwellers ...

the heart's dwellers ...
and the soul ...
they are ...
so few ...
So ,...
they don't leave the memory ....
nor the soul and heart ...
even they stay always ...
between eyes ...
however eyes gets close ...
the lover ...
keep painting ...
a beloved face ...
which stayed ...
into the heart ...
no matter ...
how the distance ...
is far ...
nor ...
how long time passed ...

it's because ...
you are ...
the dweller ...
to my soul and heart ...

hazem al ...

I'v danced ...

on your body ...
sweetheart ...
with my crazy imagine ...
i have danced on ...
the whole night ...
with my tongue ...
as we were ...
the real of reality ...
dipped deeply ...
to our love ...
while our moan ...
was as the great of melodies ...
played ...
as my tongue ...
runs on your body ...
while your soul flying ...
as it was in the sky ...
and your body happily ...
dances as my tongue do ...

yes my sweetheart ...
i kept with you ...
whole night ...
dancing on your body ...
with no stop ...

hazem al ...