Where to?  Adeeb Kamal Ad-Deen           1. The sail is in the middle of the ship. The ship is in the middle of the sea. The sea is in the middle of my heart. My heart is sinking slowly In its quiet, violent dream. 2. The ship is in the middle of the sea. The ship is moving with our bodies: I and You. You are naked like the desire And I am the desire itself: Its nakedness, Its eternal fire. I have been kissing you from the faraway morning To the faraway evening. I have been kissing you from the faraway lips To the faraway feet. I have been kissing you from the faraway blood To the faraway sea. And the sea is carrying our naked bodies. 'Where to?', I shout, 'O my God, where to?'           ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^     All rights reserved       جميع الحقوق محفوظة Biography    Poems    Pictures    News    Home   Connect    Criticism     Links