By Kinan Ajoub
A path is only a path
Because feet make it
Come, let us make a path
Somewhere unknown even to the soil and wind
And make it a place that only love can remember
Even when we forget, it will remember
But, for now, we can forget
And we walk in the fields of words
And hear the birds kiss the sky
As the sun wakes up with our love
And washes us of yesterday’s days when we weren’t together
And the river walks with us
And everytime he passes us
He is at the same time behind us
It seems with your love, all life is harmony
And the only chaos comes in kissing
And silence is loud, and noise, silent when I am with you
My heart is a bridge to your heart
My heart is a seagull and your heart is the sea
My heart is your heart and your heart is mine
We’ve swapped roses
Everytime we look into each other
Or everytime I swallow your laugh
It calms my shaky core
This poem itself is a pathway
With different bends and levels
And the feeling that your feet float and sink at the same time
That is how I feel, after crossing the bridge
And treading your heart
Like I float and sink
Like I rise and fall
Like I love and don’t love
Like I laugh and cry
Like I live
Live, with you