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Lynn Al-Abiad Nov 2016
People say "**** them with Kindness," but I would say offer flowers to their inner wars.



- LynnAA
Keep the cold out, and if it comes in, offer it wine to warm its blood.

21/11/2016
Lynn Al-Abiad Nov 2016
"I don't want you to leave.
Stay.
Stay with me."

He grabs the folds of my skin.
He hides his face in my being.

His love is a crack into my utopia.




- LynnAA
20/11/2016
Lynn Al-Abiad Nov 2016
Tell me you love me one more time
Test me
What will I do?
Will I fall back again?
Will I take the bus to see you?
Will I walk away or come closer?
Will I smile or lower my irises to the ground?
Will I say it back or clear my throat?
Will I make love to you or touch your face fondly?

Endless choices to an endless love
Test me
You'll go to bed holding one more soft memory of me.



- LynnAA
"Yes"

16/11/2016
Lynn Al-Abiad Nov 2016
Take care of the woman in you so she can take care of you.



- LynnAA
I'm Smiling At Her.

16/11/2016
Lynn Al-Abiad Nov 2016
I'll draw a Poppy on my back and leave you to linger there, in oblivion, where you belong.
You have been a smile.
You have been love.
You have been tears of sadness mingled with happiness.
You have been too many injections of *****.
You have been seasonal - Spring.
You have been intensely red with all the barriers you made me cross.
You have been wilderness.
When I'll look at myself in the mirror,
I'll look like love,
I'll look like Spring,
I'll look like adventures and wilderness,
I'll look like ***** and Poppies,
I'll look like you.
I'll retrieve you from my oblivion and I'll smile at the thought of you who have always existed in the back of my head
Not only because I love you, but because you were, for once in my life, a symbol of truth.
But today, I'll let you go.
...



- LynnAA
Love, always.

16/11/2016
Lynn Al-Abiad Nov 2016
It is a rock forsaken on a hill
It is an anchor desolated from a shipwreck
It is a flower being stepped on
It is feelings crushed by reality
It is words you're unable to speak
It is dreams you wish were true
It is silence
It is waiting
It is stubbornness
It is hardness
It is decisions
This is what it is
It is heaviness
And tomorrow I'll grow lighter



- LynnAA
Autumn is for letting go.
Love, always.

5/11/2016
Lynn Al-Abiad Nov 2016
نحنا غرباء
بالمقاهي
ع شطّ البحر
ع جبال زعرور و صنين
ع زواريب بيتك
ع شوارع بيتي
نحنا غرباء
بوجودنا سوا
بصمتنا المُفتَعَل
بنظراتنا المفقودة
نحنا غرباء
بس فراغاتنا الصّامتَة شبعانة من صخابتنا



We are strangers
In tearooms
On the seaside
In mount Zaarour and Sannine
On alleys that lead to your house
On pathways that lead to my house
We are strangers
In our togetherness
In our artificial silence
In our lost glimpses of each other
We are strangers
But our still void is satiated with our intensity



لين اا -
- LynnAA
I need your love inside of mine like I could die
- Cigarettes After ***

5/11/2016
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