Original Love Poem — Heartbreak is only the beginning…

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Yesterday, I found this photo of when I was a 23 year old boy living in Cairo, Egypt — a lifetime ago, or around 24 years ago!

So, today’s post is dedicated to the Home I left begin, when I moved to the United States, over 15 years… Ah, Time!

Cairo

I buried your face, someplace
by the side of the new road
so I would not trip over it
every morning or on evening strolls

still, I am helplessly drawn
to the scene of this crime
for fear of forgetting
the sum of your splendor

then, there’s also the rain
that loosens the soil
to reveal a bewitching feature
awash with emotion

an eye, perhaps tender or
a pale, becalmed cheek
a mouth, tight with reproach or
lips pursed in a deathless smile

other times you are inscrutable
worse, is when I seem to lose you
and pick at the earth like a scab
frantic, and faithful, like a dog.

Yahia Lababidi


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