Reminiscences

Don’t you remember the day

My love!

When death

Rained

Like Manna Salwa

Don’t you remember

When you tasted

A petal

Of the Red Rose

On your naked tongue

Smiled

And said

“It’s Oˉ”

Don’t you even remember

That old starry night

When you looked at me

With unforeseen suspicion

And said,

“God is spying on us”

If you don’t remember any of this

Any of this…

Then

My love

What made you say,

“We should start our love afresh”