Hours of Feeling

 

Hours of Feeling By: Husam (Sam) Salman

That was so many lifetimes ago… How many breaks of day Have your eyes greeted mine Emotions remained unspoken Bleak thoughts of “us” in tomorrow Spilled form veins, listless on the floor Hemorrhaging any possible future Together Only a memory remained Of standing there, pillar-like, beside Me Caught glimpses of my fawning Like I had no game – a newborn To dating – Mouth and Heart Gushed openly I stand past the shores of old And wade into the rising tide of  New beginnings. My travel buddy - the hand-of-fate Endless, the ventures await.   To use in my New Babylon? Only time will tell.