And God Was Born
Intricate and beautiful like an archipelago, she swayed towards me like I were the Aegean sea, and I was, the languorous wave caressing past the contours of her foot, carelessly into the dark and sweet hollows of her intoxication. She smiled, the island, the tree, the sanctuary, while I shattered my body, one gush at a time, against her endless reef.
Hers was everything I would know. The iconic hair, the brown mystic eyes, the ethereal laugh, the golden shores that were now waltzing with my fingertips, and the thousand worlds I crossed to find her, all of them she had carefully carved in the palm of my hand the day before I was born. And the day I was born, I already belonged.
Beautiful and mysterious like an archipelago, she swayed towards me like I were the Aegean sea. I gave my waves to her. She smiled.
And God was born again, a Woman.
posted by Fouad at 12:32 AM
11 Comments:
hmmmmm; sounds like you're in luuuuurv!!
Always Rouba, always :)
The beautiful prose is finally back :)
breathtaking.
i'm not going to comment yet. i want to read it some more
si i did. still speechless though!!
This is special, beautiful.
Dude that is awesome. Awesome.
"she had carefully carved in the palm of my hand the day before I was born"
Awesome.
Et je reste là, sans voix, sans plus de mots pour te dire que ta prose - à l'insoutenable et divine limite de la poésie - est sublime. Et qu'elle émeut.
hi fouad, i like yr blog site alot,
it made me disconect for a while..
its what i have been looking for, some one that sees things from a diffrent perspective than others do. i picked to leave my comment here cause this post i liked it the most...i went through almost all yr posts and they are amazing :)
Thank you for your very kind words manal. I am very glad you feel this way.
Words like yours make it all worthwhile..
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