After forty years of marriage
he still pondered whether
she liked
his arm around
her stomach
as she awakened
in the morning

I can taste the clouds
when our hands are intertwined
and his utterances always linger
but more like euphoria than
a shattered spine.
And I've never spoken to him
a lukewarm truth,
I've never loved him in grey;
We're amateurs,
cradled by caffeine on
Monday mornings,
still learning how flowers
can break through skin
that's mourning.

I want calm mornings
I want to wake up on your chest and in your arms
For the morning light to wake me up
A smile on my face as i kiss your cheek and you slowly open your eyes to smile at me
The birds are a muffled song
A warmth in my chest I've never been able to explain
The bed creaks as we get up
The kitchen soon smells of coffee and orange juice
Maybe a cat maybe a dog with a tiny little silver  bell
The soft patter of feet on the hard wood floor
Our tooth brushes in a cup in the bathroom we share
Yours is blue and mine is red
Maybe ill help you pick a tie
Kisses every time we bump into each other as we get ready
Jingle of keys as we hurry out the door
Promises of coming home early and making plans for dinner
The door to our home is locked and waiting for pur return

I watched you soar off a balcony,
Only to land on a giant net stitched
From your goals and dreams.
You traded your soul for an extra moment with the silhouette of her shadow.
Bury me in her old cardigan and
Her parking tickets. Take me back
To a time when these feelings
Didn't shatter my good sense.
I traced the outline of our brownstone
On your inner thigh.
You woke up to the bed covered
In roses and firewood.
The getaway car trembled as
You stepped inside, dragging
A red wagon weighed down by your discarded dreams.
Before I could pass out on the futon,
You asked me, do you love me?
As you drank from the merlot bottle.
I wanted to nod my head instead of
Shake it. But hey that's what the
Rewind button is for.
So the parachute refused to open,
And I died that night too with you.

sunlight streams
through my curtains
during the first few minutes
of ten.
i start my day anew.

i'm walking through
the thick streams
of faces i've never seen,
and then i meet your eyes.

a face i have yet to name,
yet my heart already calls you
its lost, now found, lover.

i found love in you that morning.

i start my days anew.

i start my life loving you.

Still in your pink sleeper
Poking your smartphone

I watch the raindrops
playing dribble on the patio

Looking over plastic frames
You search through missives

Dark eyes still intriguing
Captivating as our first encounter

Still overwhelming
This urge to embrace

The morning I awake
To your arms around me

I am reminded
of how much I am loved
and how much I love you

I am reminded
of how safe I feel with you
and how I never want to be with out you

I am reminded
of what you mean to me,
*everything

Morning's coffee....



Good Morning....



i woke up this morning so early....

because of the savor that i got on my lips...

its a sugar's savor , mixed up with a sweet wine...

then i realized that a sweet guest visited me...

and gave me a sweet lovely kiss...

that sweet lovely guest...

its was you...

so,...

my sweet lovely one...

i making a cup of coffee now...

but it's with no sugar...

because i kissed this cup...

taste it and enjoy my sugar's lips...

and let me feel your velvet lips...

while i'm whispering to you...

Good Morning sweetheart...

hazem al..

//how raw the wound aches //

                                                      //  i see you in the sunlight //

// wrapped in our used sheet //