hello my fine enchanted young lover
here is a poem just for you
it has been quite a month to remember
sharing these fond experiences together
as we have
so vibrantly a new
I will try to keep this simple
my words
I will reel in but only a few
like rain upon a parched forgotten desert plain
I hear birds where before
only pesky crickets would sing
though you flood your speech borrowing from one
language
(Arabic)
and I lavish you with my own brand of English
the lines have been uncrossed and are not so
broad now between us
as curiosity beckons us both
to even further explore
each others vast mental risings and potential
as mutual respect you know can be a language
all unto its mystical self.............
(Jan. 19, 2000)