Poem by Ibrahim Honjo
WE CAN KISS ON THE SUNNY SIDE
You are walking by me…
Irresistible your tightened bodice
and silky shirt over your breasts
pronounced like two ripe pomegranates
above you a rain cloud floats
hiding your shadow skillfully
I thought you belonged to me
you and your shadow and the cloud
it was the scam of the century
birds rest on the neighbor’s cherry tree
amongst shy sweeter red fruits
go back to the sunny side of the street
where we can kiss each other
until we become lost to the world
so no curious glances can see us
no one is looking at the sun
it can burn the eyes and heart
blindness is very dangerous.
Ibrahim Honjo, From my book “Hoe to touch eternity down the mahalla” 2016.
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