Not the admission but
The fascination I have with
You
Oh, say it isn't so
That feeling of wanting
Never letting go? I say
It must be that summer is in the air
Giving way to the distraction
Words leaving my lips
Unchecked
Hold close to your heart
Catch it when it blows
Memories from another time
Perhaps the yesterdays
Beauty whispers, in my world, even as it fades, withers and as a final point, fall back to the earth. Seems like we all have some budding skills and dying talents. — at the field of life and living.
Because I love you. Truly.
i cried the way women on tv do
folding at the middle
like a five pound note.
i called the boy who use to love me
tried to ‘okay’ my voice
i said hello
he said warsan, what’s wrong, what’s happened?
and these are what my prayers look like;
dear god
i come from two countries
one is thirsty
the other is on fire
both need water.
i held an atlas in my lap
ran my fingers across the whole world
and whispered,
"where does it hurt?"
it answered,
"everywhere"
"everywhere"