Do you always speak in poetry?
...
Steamy breath swirls in the
Stagnant air, my hair hangs
Dusty smudges itching
Under paper skin
...
No, I breathed
...
Eyes shut, eyes open
The words dance, I hear their
Ethereal whispers, muffled
By masks and heavy cloaks
...
I miss you.

Whisper to you

The Sweet-Nothings

Of this No-nothing

The point made moot

My whispers with you.

keep whispering
piercing promises
until my ears started to bleed
make me believe
make me believe
you won't ever leave

The heart is greater than the eyes,
For the heart, amidst all the pain,
Sees through the delicate lenses of beauty!

The heart is superior over the ears,
For the heart, amid all the loud noise,
Listens to the softest whispers of humanity!

The heart is bigger than the nose,
For the heart, among all of the scents,
Smells the fragrance of new life!

The heart is larger than the hands,
For the heart, amongst all that it can do,
Touches in a way that is softer than the dawn’s dew!

The heart is superior to the tongue,
For the heart, with all of its might,
Speaks only the sweet letters of kindness!

The heart is more immense than all of the human senses,
For the heart carries so much love,
It can lighten up the face of the whole universe!

Hussein Dekmak

Sweet Yiddish whispers in my black and white slippers
Delving into daydreams of dark and desperate days
Spilling turpentine on tiles tearing me away for miles
Feeling frantic flutters in the back of my brain
Bearing backlot benches bordering the land of Spain
Roses rowing to Roman seas that no one sees
Leering lullabies of lackadaisical lovers, known to never fly