Me and him ~

* Me and him

Were walking fast

To reach the peak

Of our past ridge...

With bleeding hearts

And broken souls

We are apart

But still together

In our dreams.

Me – a white owl,

alone flying, watching

the forest life from above;

alone sleeping on the branch

no other owls are around.

And tears in my eyes are silent.

Him – an eagle waving high

Around deserted planes

Above his own dreams,

His lost soul is there to find –

Hot African red winds,

And pyramids, and ruins.

Me and him

Always alone

Together in a dream

Of future life we`ll be

For now our destiny is resting,

Drinking chai in shadow

And gossiping about our love

That flew in crystal mornings lost.

n.nour *