Air
within you if you care
beneath you if you dare
around you but so rare
Dream
of being a kite soaring high
of being a raft floating by
of being an eagle in the sky
You are
a windmill where I blow
in my energy you shall glow
breathe me; die or grow
Feel me
pushing underneath your wings
giving you speed and strength
flying you in fantasies and beyond
Passion
sweeping you off your feet
gliding on water to a rhyming beat
dancing where two hearts used to meet
Anger
I vow to wrap you up in dust
to sweep you off the crust
in a hurricane of rage and rust
Revenge
I shall become the cloud raining on your parade
the storm rocking your lonesome boat
the wind blowing through a hole in your chest
Death
crashing your waves on the seashore
burying your bones under the ground
pushing your down where you belong
Breathe
a soft breeze through your hair
a tender whisper in your ear
a whimper of desire and fear
Absence
your lungs collapse in the absence of air
your face turns blue with despair
call my name if you dare
Baby … pray for air
You cannot hurt me
Pass through me
See through me
I am invincible
I am invisible
I am indispensible
Air is my name
Fair is my game
Shame oh shame!
Marwa Rakha
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