Let me unbotton
The scarf of the feelings
Behind your chest
The layers of mirage
That filled you with mist
The fetters around your *****
And let me try
To break your shield
On the rips of truth
On the lips of the lightening words
In the middle of the night
I want to creep so deep
And reach your glass of thought
That keeps you afar
At the doors of the facts
To watch your limbs
Striding the moon
And beam with pleasure
In the eyes of the young
So tightly clung
To the sides of the river
That springs in your heart
With dispatch
That is born in brains afresh
To start from scratch
Poem by/ Hassan Mohammed Alemrany
Egypt

unbotton my blouse, caress me with your warm hands.
bring me in close and whisper "it's only you, baby."
then slam me into a wall, trail your fingertips up my body like i am a spanish guitar and you want to hear the melody.
pick me up and lay me on the bed, look at me with desire and lust.
you seem all too familiar with this, so i know i am not the only one.

-your first lie