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Doing things for other things and other people - including earthly aspects of self
40 degree heat and traffic, a hot dry breeze ...
Otherwise, life is good, very good as a matter of fact ....
"So why are you so uptight -
بصلتك محروقة

light bulb!
"And the last time you danced was .... when?"
Oh my!
The sacrilege,
Prohibiting the body from flying,
for such a long time,
you can't even remember the last time
ok, so we're exaggerating, it's cultural 
Too long,
that's more like it
stealing some freedom in uptight settings
in clothes that bind
Inhale and open eyes to
You see
New horizon
When you dance and whirl
السما بتفتح بطريقة تانيه

I dance, to track two concerto for two pianos .... 
and am brought back to my body. 
 Zina Asfour and ze composers
Thank you for making beautiful music with a breathing soul
that moves me.


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The wind doth deceive me and your voice I hear in the tree shrubs
Possessed am I with your eyes
They pierce my womb and into earth's core
I fall to your embrace

عشقٌ وجنون

Smile to me
For you I set my eyes on fire
With the lashes of your eyes
Hide me in the wallpaper
So I can stay near you