Despair

In a quiet and silent place I thought of a flower, to the rosace window Whose silhouette etched in my mind Seemed to be telling me : "Honey, I almost got it." I live in my dreams, in a far off world Lost, astray, but the whole thing disappears in the morning I look for how this happiness vanished Of a night of melancholy and softness. Where could I find you, long dreamed flower In a heaven or on earth hampered? You belong to me. Think for a moment. I am yours Flee, to end of the world, I will pursue you. Moulay Cherif Chebihi Hassani moulaycherifchebihihassani@gmail.com +212650842218