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Tuesday, February 10, 2009

Until You Came Along

I have been running away from myself, eluding a personal confrontation in the midst of crowds or when perfectly alone. Even in the moribund moments between the vitality of cognizance and the languor before sleep I am hesitant to bethink my desperation. Time fleets by unwary eyes whilst dreadful little is changing over the years. Finite grains in a sand clock glide down uninterrupted… interminably. No divine hand shall intervene to flip the contrivance upside down when all the jots of my life are heaped at the bottom. I will go like those before me. No chance for an honorary encore. My legacy trivial once I lose my grip on consciousness for the very last time.

From Monet Woman with a Parasol

Until you came along.
You filled all the desolate places, the forgotten corners, the inaccessible paths, the neglected memories and the forsaken dreams. I am a man who had trekked by the halfway marker before you egressed from the dense fog, who had crossed the point of no return while he waited for someone like you to give him the kiss of life… to rain precious water over his barren desert. I count the seconds for my time with you. I sip it leisurely like a consummate cognac… watch it cleave to the transparent walls of the glass, feel it permeate my skin… cherish it imbue my core then impregnate the marrow of my bones with you… ravishing you.

You are my untold past and my days to come.
The sparrows that abandoned the hills with the advent of fall. The stunning women who had made love to me on white satin sheets or in the back of parked automobiles. You are the children I played with. The friends I have lost along the way. The broken journey. The resolves never taken. You are the embrace I remember. My salad days sweetheart, my hopes, my inspiration, the purpose behind me, the warmth within, the light ahead. I lean on you blindfolded as you show me the way. I follow you to the end of earth, to the end of time.

You are my careworn present.
I long for your perfume. My lips hover over the nook of your neck. My nose snuggles beneath your ear as I explore the whole of you with the hands of my mind. I inhale your avalanche of bouvardia, carnations, freesias and lilacs. I suffocate without you in my arms, I go blind. I have to take you all in me as much as I need to be inside you. I pull back to gape at your enchanting face and lose myself in the turquoise lakes of your eyes. I miss you and scurry the few inches back like a fish gasping for water.

We hold hands and walk the sea, combing the crests of incensed waves, smoothing the wrinkles of time with relish and affection.
I long for you my darling. Come along.

Until You Came Along, a link to a beautiful song by Jeremy Allard

21 comments:

Anonymous said...

Very romantic. Om fares must be blushing with happiness!

w.b. yeats

suffonsifisms said...

Abu Fares, how absolutely beautifully romantic, indeed. Perfect timing with Valentine's Day coming up. :) You have a very lucky woman in your life!! She must be thrilled! Isobel

abufares said...

@w.b. yeats
I am blushing with happiness every time you show up.
You were, you are, you will always be on my mind.

abufares said...

@Isobel
I've been blessed with the company of gorgeous women... even from afar.
Happy Valentine's :-)

mariyahsblog said...

Oh! Abu Fares! You just rose the bar so high, I can't even see it anymore! This is a magnificent piece of writing - so wonderfully heartfelt and endearing; so tender and enchanting. To expose one's heart this way is not easy but you've done it! Breathtaking, my dear friend.

Anonymous said...

و ان من البيان لسحرا

abufares said...

@Mariyah
Your praise is always inspirational. You are our resident Syrian Princess of Romance. You make us all happy, may be you make me happier than most. If I took your breath away I'll give it back so that you continue to write as beautifully as you do.

abufares said...

@anonymous

"إن من الشعر حكمة"

Anonymous said...

Abufares, for some moments i thougt i was reading shakespeer, I´ll make a deel with you you give me 20%of your romantisme and i´ll give you 50% of practice, it is fair,
abraço

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KJ said...

daba7tni ya zalameh!

abufares said...

@lê
Ah finally a man I can talk to. Me, a romantic! How many people who actually know me would believe that? Yet it's important to show them (women) that we have a sensitive side. We might have to go as far as pretending that we like Fairuz and enjoy Richard Gere and Tom Cruise movies but the survival of our species depends on our guile and intelligence.
Romantic and Practiced, what a devastating combination that would make.

abufares said...

@KJ
I have no idea whether I daba7tak in a good or a bad way. Assuming it was in a good way, then thanks... may be there's a lesson here.
Now if the opposite happens to be true, you would know at least what not to do when you get older :-)

Anonymous said...

You would like to THINK that you are pretending that you ARE a romantic, and of course, have to act up with your "muchachos" gang!

But, I'm sorry to inform you that you really are a sensitive romantic, and I'm sure non of your true friends would have you any other way. That is why you are YOU, and we love you like that.

w.b. yeats

Anonymous said...

Abu Fares,
How wonderful you are?!
Your posts like wine,they are getting more and more tasty.
It will be very nice if you can write everyday,we really love your writing!
Thanks.
An

abufares said...

@w.b. yeats
The problem is that I might be able to get away with this pretending stuff with most people.
You, on the other hand, will be very hard to fool:-)

abufares said...

@An
Thank you for comparing my posts to wine.
Believe me that I'm posting as often as I can although that sounds strange to believe. I'd rather be writing instead of doing anything else. Well... not exactly anything else. There's one or two things I'd rather be doing now and always:-)

abufares said...

@Anonymous

Thank you for the beautiful song.
I've added the link to the post.

Anonymous said...

Ya khal, thats sounded intoxicating. WOW how lucky is rachel wiess to hear this

abufares said...

@Ya Khal

Glad to see you here and hope you're doing well.
I will tell her what you had to say :-)

Anonymous said...

Thank you Abu Fres for adding that beautiful song,
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Golden Smog Until you Came Along Lyrics:
(Louris)
sometimes you're up, sometimes you're down
don't let your feet ever thouch this ground
comfort me in times of doubt
in deep dispair, lies and
cares and a falling out
with my friends I used to follow
nearly evevrybody's daughter
that's until you came along
in a bar-room patrons singing
but I just sat there drinking
that's until you came along
your star-crossed eyes and your troubled mind
seems you were left just for me to find
sweet lady lay your hands in mine
upon my face laid to waste by years of wine
[ Find more Lyrics at www.mp3lyrics.org/eKv ]
with my friends I used to follow
nearly evevrybody's daugther
that's until you came along
in a bar-room patrons singing
but I just sat there drinking
that's until you came along
sweet lady lay your hands in mine
upon my face laid to waste by years of wine
with my friends I used to follow
nearly evevrybody's daugther
that's until you came along
in a bar-room patrons singing
but I just sat there drinking
that's until you came along
with my friends I used to follow
nearly evevrybody's daugther
that's until you came along
but the darkness just got darker
this heart of mine got harder
that's until you came along
-----------------------------
Thanks,
An