Thursday, September 24, 2009

I Knew.

I knew
While we were at the station
That you were waiting for another 'woman',
I knew
While I was carrying your luggage
That you would be traveling with another 'woman',
I knew that I was No more than a disposable Chinese fan
Used to shield you From the heat of the summer.
I also knew
That the love letters I wrote you
Were not more then mirrors To reflect your pride.
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In spite of that,
I will carry your luggage
And your lover's luggage
Because I cannot Slap a woman
Who carries in her white handbag
The sweetest days of my life.
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~Nizar Qabbani

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