When the days were still bright.<\/p>\n
And my hair was still short.<\/p>\n
I asked her for a trip.<\/p>\n
And she said sure, why not.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
We would go to beach.<\/p>\n
Where you ran until you sweat.<\/p>\n
We would buy a juice and watch the waves.<\/p>\n
I would tell you a story when you are on my legs.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
We would play together as a newly met friends.<\/p>\n
I would recall my youth with you.<\/p>\n
I saw my youth in you.<\/p>\n
You would help me to walk, and I would help you to sleep.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
I said we would swim together.<\/p>\n
She spoke she could barely walk.<\/p>\n
So why we would go to the beach then.<\/p>\n
to watch you swim she said.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
We would build castles from sand.<\/p>\n
We could own whatever we want.<\/p>\n
A house, a fort or a city<\/p>\n
It was just us and the world we build.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
We could invite whoever we want,<\/p>\n
Protect it as our child,<\/p>\n
Or destruct it when it\u2019s time.<\/p>\n
It was all for us and depend on us, she said.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
the sea breezed our hair.<\/p>\n
She was shiner than the sea.<\/p>\n
Her purity took my breath away.<\/p>\n
She always makes my heart sway.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
I asked her to stay.<\/p>\n
She said yes sure, why not.<\/p>\n
Yet she left. for she used to fly…<\/p>\n
As a breeze, angels cannot stay.<\/p>\n
Written by: Insaf Raoufi<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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