How much I love you, my sleeping dream
To you, you, the sweet girl
Owner of that beautiful imagination
And who is always present in my memory
Of those who send me those messages
Which carry the rituals of
Love and affection and longing in that painful exile
In which fate has placed me
O beautiful girl, you who have become my dancing dream
On my eyelids every night of exile
And I still think about how you have invaded
my entire being and owned it
With your whisper and sweet smile
as it comes to me through the ether
And that dream continues with you
and with you even when you are far from me
I do not find myself sitting, you and I, and for you to be between us
Some gentle whispers to that harmonious
And soft body
And sometimes I embrace it
and penetrate it
Until those unique perfumes pour into my ribs
Which pour from your soft body
And my heartbeats are active
I find myself waiting for you
Full of joy and happiness with your arrival
After a long absence from me
And singing for you with longing, happiness and joy
After all this absence
And I wake up from that sleeping dream
And I am in that exile
By my pen
Sadag Alweed Waleefalroh
{From the thoughts of a night inAlienation }
