I Met You In My Dreams Poem by Freeyad Ibrahim

by: Freeyad Ibrahim

O my darling
I pictured thee
In my memory
And in my dreams
The memories are echoes
Of the years
Passed

I dreamed we both sitting
Side by side
A along a green valley
Where trees and flowers
Massed

I didn't realize the sweetness
of the hugging until our arms
intertwined on a patch
heavily Grassed

I entered into two nights:
Your stature
And the darkness
Then we all old customs
and traditions…
Trespassed.

I kissed a mouth
As bright as dawn
and we continued
until the dawn
By Passed

In front of your beauty,
The tongue ceased to talk
But my eyes addressed yours
in a language called Passionate Love
in terms that all rules
of chastity
Trespassed

Neither yesterday nor tomorrow
Counted on my lifetime
All the times are brought togther
Yet nothing pleased me
Only the day
When I have pleased you
Abashed!

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Fryad Hugo