The Last Look

28/29-11-2003

To: Salma

I mandate the stars to flare.....
I mandate the sun to rise.....
I mandate the sea to intervene.....
To end the day that barely started

Kill that flower on your hair
As it increases the temptation.....

Drown your laughs ...
To swim behind them and end...

Don’t look at me with nostalgia....
So as not to close my eyes and gaze at thee

Oh God... don’t make me ponder;
Look at the stars and demand love
Do not make me sit with the cold north,
and in the heat of the south.....

It is dawn by the sea
It seems that I will not sleep as long as I know
I loved thee who has no love for me