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heartpiper
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since 2003-09-02

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0 posted 2003-09-07 04:44 AM

When you fall from above,
From the ceiling of the calm ambience,
From the ceiling of serenity and serendipity,
From the ceiling of patience, long waiting and heat
You fall a chandelier on my face,
A rarity that you only can accomplish,
You marble the carnelian floor in a delicious mixture of homogeneity that pertains to your secrets only,
The secrets of your scratch and your clandestine whispers,
Those that I only can hear and recognize,
Simply because I own the keys,
And rewardingly because I tightly hold you on the hammock of yearns, where humanity is intimately rocked slowly,
Leisurely on the cot of fascination where surprise is always borne,
And silently when I place you on the queen size bed, blossomed by the glowing whiff of your back, your very inspirational back

Sighs are anecdotal nowadays and this what renders their occurrence a stunning taste to the habitual wheel of days and time

Talking about your warmth is a saga of its own,
And the poor me taking the role of narration is a superb challenge that I entertain because you are the centerfold of the entire tale

Does the fervor of the anticipated meeting awaken you in the middle of the night?
Does the fever quake you as it does to me?
Does it accelerate your breath?
Does it invade you?
Does the “Ouch” visit you frequently every time you bite your lips silently?
Does the power of secretions weaken you?
Does the yummy weakness render you glad?
Do you hear me now enchanting the halleluiah of touching you?
Do you know that I am a good calligrapher?
Do you know that I have decided to write the script of lily with my naked hand just beneath your right arm?
on your back, on your shoulder, and on your meadows, it is your name that I will engrave on the said areas of holiness.

Which color do you prefer? Black? Blue?

I opt to use the black to match the color of your hair,
and I opt to collect the droplets of your perspiration in the ornate goblet of my right hand so to baptize the surrounding slowly, madly, and wickedly

Your voice tears the wall of the boring silence as you enunciate calling my name,
The sparrows you enthrall to serenade: “more is ain’t enough”
I like this phrase as it slithers unhurriedly and mightily.

Warmly we snooze,
Embraced, and deliciously weakened,
We arise.

So
Fall
Fall a chandelier

Me

Dr. Iyad Salah

"Hallow the body as a temple to comeliness and sanctify the heart as a sacrifice to love; love recompenses the adorers."
Khalil Gibran

[This message has been edited by heartpiper (09-07-2003 04:48 AM).]

Kaoru

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since 2003-06-07

Posts 3892
where the wild flowers grow

1 posted 2003-09-07 05:00 AM

"Which color do you prefer? Black? Blue?

I opt to use the black to match the color of your hair,
and I opt to collect the droplets of your perspiration in the ornate goblet of my right hand so to baptize the surrounding slowly, madly, and wickedly"

..so perfect, the words you tend to pen.
Your writing sticks with me.

Sunshine

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since 1999-06-25

Posts 63354
Listening to every heart

2 posted 2003-09-07 07:59 AM

When you fall from above,
From the ceiling of the calm ambience,
From the ceiling of serenity and serendipity,
From the ceiling of patience, long waiting and heat

~*~

To see such a vision
at such a height...
is more than being placed
upon a pedestal.

It does give the idea of an
angelic presence.

Thank you, Dr. Iyad

heartpiper
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since 2003-09-02

Posts 57

3 posted 2003-09-07 08:13 AM

Kaoru

Its an "original" honor for my words to remain in the mind of a sensitive poetess like yourself.
Thanx a lot
Iyad

Sunshine
Genuine angels emit their light from the mirrors of your spirit.
Bless you,

With all due respects, I remain.

Iyad

"Hallow the body as a temple to comeliness and sanctify the heart as a sacrifice to love; love recompenses the adorers."
Khalil Gibran

Enchantress
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since 2001-08-14

Posts 35113
Canada eh.

4 posted 2003-09-07 08:42 AM

"When you fall from above,
From the ceiling of the calm ambience,
From the ceiling of serenity and serendipity,
From the ceiling of patience, long waiting and heat
You fall a chandelier on my face,
A rarity that you only can accomplish,
You marble the carnelian floor in a delicious mixture of homogeneity that pertains to your secrets only,
The secrets of your scratch and your clandestine whispers,
Those that I only can hear and recognize,
Simply because I own the keys, "

I started to choose my favourite lines
from this beautiful piece
and I shouldn't have..
for to take a few lines here and there
would not do proper justice.
This writing in its entirety
is to be savoured like fine wine.

Wonderfully Penned Dr.
I thank you for gifting us with your words.
~Smiles & Hugs, Nancy~

~ Summer can't be over...
I still have sand in my shoes ~

heartpiper
Member

since 2003-09-02

Posts 57

5 posted 2003-09-08 12:32 PM

Nancy

I am flattered you have liked this piece. Thanx for spreading your jasmine and passing by

Hugs and warm regards
Iyad

"Hallow the body as a temple to comeliness and sanctify the heart as a sacrifice to love; love recompenses the adorers."
Khalil Gibran

Cpat Hair

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since 2001-06-05

Posts 11793

6 posted 2003-09-08 09:41 AM

Do you know that I have decided to write the script of lily with my naked hand just beneath your right arm?
on your back, on your shoulder, and on your meadows, it is your name that I will engrave on the said areas of holiness.

Which color do you prefer? Black? Blue?

I opt to use the black to match the color of your hair,
and I opt to collect the droplets of your perspiration in the ornate goblet of my right hand so to baptize the surrounding slowly, madly, and wickedly

Your voice tears the wall of the boring silence as you enunciate calling my name,
The sparrows you enthrall to serenade: “more is ain’t enough”
I like this phrase as it slithers unhurriedly and mightily.
in an image fitting the madness of such feelings..you capture something many don't quite touch...

yes, I am enjoying your pennings here...

tell me, does the repeating of certain words or phrases at times seem awkward to you or are they a form of thought that seems natural in there presentation?

Marge Tindal

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since 1999-11-06

Posts 42384
Florida's Foreverly Shores

7 posted 2003-09-08 10:26 AM

HeartPiper~

'I tightly hold you on the hammock of yearns, where humanity is intimately rocked slowly'

I found such beauty in this thought~

This is beautiful writing~
Thank you for sharing~
*Huglets*
~*Marge*~

~*When the heart grieves over what it has lost,
the spirit rejoices over what it has left.
- Sufi epigram
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Martie

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since 1999-09-21

Posts 28049
California

8 posted 2003-09-08 03:16 PM

heartpiper

Your poem is beautifully decorated and artistically presented. Enjoyed!

heartpiper
Member

since 2003-09-02

Posts 57

9 posted 2003-09-09 01:06 AM

Cpat Hair
Very pleased you enjoyed the read. Well, they are a form of thought that seems natural in there presentation, as you have described. You know, I look at fine details as the discriminating fact to make a difference. When I am inspired to write, I find my self trying to pinpoint such details to try to write something that matches the image of my inspiring angel. So I lean on such details, trying to make their sound echo deeply.

I deeply appreciate your visit to my place here.
Thanks from the heart
Iyad

Marge
Thanks for being here, its indeed a pleasure. Glad you liked it.
Iyad

Martie

Thanks from the heart.
Iyad

"Hallow the body as a temple to comeliness and sanctify the heart as a sacrifice to love; love recompenses the adorers."
Khalil Gibran

gringakiwi
Member

since 2003-08-05

Posts 189

10 posted 2003-09-09 10:02 AM

Doctor:
once again you have outdone yourself. This piece gives me goosebumps. (thats my soul saying "10 out of 10").
more please!

Connie.

Susan Caldwell
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since 2002-12-27

Posts 8348
Florida

11 posted 2003-09-09 11:23 AM

"Does the fervor of the anticipated meeting awaken you in the middle of the night?
Does the fever quake you as it does to me?
Does it accelerate your breath?
Does it invade you?
Does the “Ouch” visit you frequently every time you bite your lips silently?
Does the power of secretions weaken you?
Does the yummy weakness render you glad?
Do you hear me now enchanting the halleluiah of touching you?
Do you know that I am a good calligrapher?
Do you know that I have decided to write the script of lily with my naked hand just beneath your right arm?
on your back, on your shoulder, and on your meadows, it is your name that I will engrave on the said areas of holiness."

Oh my god, yes, yes, yes!!!

I am completely speechless, save for the "yes"

Susan

heartpiper
Member

since 2003-09-02

Posts 57

12 posted 2003-09-10 01:03 AM

Connie
I very honestly thank you for your presence here, and owe you heartfelt appreciations.
Iyad

Susan:

I can feel your motivation. Very indebted to your support, and pleased coz what I have penned touched you.

Thanks from the depth of the heart
Iyad

"Hallow the body as a temple to comeliness and sanctify the heart as a sacrifice to love; love recompenses the adorers."
Khalil Gibran

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