O woman...

o my sweet lady...
please more little bit of attention ...
to a thirsty lips got deserted and so longed ...
from it's loneliness and it's desires ...
missed you and your lips so...
all what it's desires for is ...
only for a kiss to irrigate my thirsty lips ...
as that kiss which we got on our first meeting ...
when we were together there ...
that kiss which was as a running long river....
with it's sweet water between our lips...
as the deep sea and it's long shore ...
with it's ebb and flow ...
diving one into the other ...
giving our saliva one to the other ...
while our bodies beats fights together ..
to created the greatest cyclone through our bodies beats..
to prove wonderfully through that cyclone about the thirst one to the other...
till we get the desires that we both need...
as our souls and bodies needs...
to stay on our shore with a peace...
after that mutiny's desires...

O my lady ...
my sweet lady there....
mercy me...
more mercy please...
give more mercy to whom miss you so...
and still yearning to that meeting..
to the another date with you....
and still lives on that echo's meet...

O lady there...
my sweet girl...
please more little bit of attention ...
to my feelings and my heart ...
which still  captured by you till now ...

O lady...
O my sweetheart there...
a little bit of attention ....
and more mercy to my thirsty lips...

with another kiss from yours to mine..
will get back that age which we lived ...
to live again our new age....

O  my sweet lady...
more attention please...


hazem al ...