Amber plaited hair

My plaited long hair

With color of amber and gold,

Swirling gently around your arms,

Enfolding your hands, fingers,

Touching your cheeks, eyes

Ethereal air,

You don’t take a breath,

Just look, your eyes are

Nearly closed, lashes down –

You feel my scent of jasmine

And pear, 
endeavoring to hold me,

But I disappear.

Like a game of shadows

Your eyes are chasing me,

I`m fairy of the valley

mon frère, اخي, mera bhaee –

حبيبتى, mera pyaar, 

You`ll be falling in a deep well

Of your desire and lust,
Like Osiris even dead 
felt for his sister lover Isis.

Tied willingly in a sweet trap

Of my amber plaited hair

You need just the scent on my skin

And the gossamer smell

Of moon jasmine…

Come, I`ll sooth your pain,

Embrace you, let you

Fall asleep,

Where a blue fairy

In mirror whispers to you

…..

be aware of another dream.

n.nour **