Poem by Myriam Ghezaïl Ben Brahim
The light of love
With her eyes without life, she can see infinity
No need for words, she knows when you smile,
She perfectly draws your lips and marvel at you
By an endless heart burning like a sun.
On the frame of life she weave your desires
She gives and invests and never reveals,
She says with her fingers how great is her joy
To live with you, your love is his faith.
When you open your arms where it already throws
The light is there, the night doesn’t exist,
She knows how to break down on anything that annoy her
The worries she chase them and you are beyond you.
She’s so sweet to open you to happiness
And she offers you these hours, heart in zero,
She laughs at your regrets for this blindness
Who can’t stop him from living and loving you.
It’s in the early morning when she takes your hand
What she tell you, come on, we’re already tomorrow,
May your love for her become sensual madness
She is like a call of eternal love.
© Myriam Ghezaïl Ben Brahim
28 May 2020.