In Any Normal Day
In any normal day
Your face is a poem bouncing on the edges of my fingers
In any normal day
Your voice dances in the chambers of my heart
In any normal day
You walk through my veins
Like a magic secret potion
Of happiness.
In any normal day
Your breath is the wind that stirs the quiet curtains
A soft rhythm I follow through the halls
Mapping the distance between us
Until there is no distance at all.
In any normal day
Your laughter is the golden ink
Writing sunbeams across the floor
Turning the mundane into a miracle
And leaving me wanting nothing more...
Nidal Sati
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