And I will sleep somewhere close enough to watch you and hear you breathing. On your bed, on the sofa, on the floor, on the floor of another house, of another country, even if by myself, even if ten thousand miles away.
Welcome to My Lebanese Dream
When all is far, and all is empty, I set sail and dock on a familiar shore, somewhere in my imagination
5 Comments:
I don't know how you do it Fouad - but you elevated yourself again above the dusty winds!
i am the dusty winds
this one gave me a sinking feeling in the stomach, in a good way :)
You're under the same sky though :)
I think you are a GREAT Dreamer and believe me it's a very good quality in Men.. keep on writing
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