daughter

student

holy ordained slave

beloved to carry the shadows, to keep the pearls of your Love beneath our tongue

to preserve Beauty

we are the estranged, the assigned to remain empty

to mirror Light, remaining always only the reflections of Haqq

to the love i fell in across the ocean, i am still drowning in you. -Amman

she has become my distant lover. my heels crave the cracked holiness of her cobblestone. old city, dome, wall, burial you are still circling at my feet. now i only feel at home when i am close to the ground. mimicking the comfort i found at her feet - Jerusalem

I remember the moment
you first said you loved me.
Our bodies coinciding
Bleeding into each other
Into the muddled mess of love
We've made.

In between our mouths
You fill the space
with your warmth
And I could swim
In the sky
Of your body

You paused our melting
released an 'i love you'
And I've rolled it on my tongue
Ever since

snatched your love off jasmine trees
placed it in my hair everyday

Your love is as sweet
Fragrant and beautiful.

I am sorry for walking
for not having roots deep enough to grow you.
I don't have enough, baby.
I don't have enough.

do not date a girl
who writes.
she will internalize
everything,
carve poems
into your eyelashes
instead of
kissing them,

she will analyze you,
calculate age
from the rings
your coffee cup
leaves
instead of refilling it.

she will memorize
the way your
lips curl around steam,
but not that you
take it
two sugars,
no cream.

she will read your
palm instead of
holding it
against her chest.

she will not
blink
when you leave,
because she is
already
romanticizing it.