Acrylics and Soil

by Farrah Sarafa | 2009

You are the bullet,
I am the sound
that love makes when your eye dances
  around my field of poetry and movement creation.

You are my fire,
I the fountain that steers you
to the injustice caving in the poor,
                      disrespecting borders
Institutions, that we each hold dear,
  Neglect in pursuit of profit and glory.

You are the stem
I — the circumference that joins with your transport
To meet an eye,
Retina of our shared designs
Hearts entwined
Like a branch and its vine
  Meeting to point: grape,
So subtle with flavor, so DiVINE.

You are my sky,
I, wish to please you cloudless stark eye
And am pleased to perform
For you all that you inspire me
And do through to paint
  to
    Oil:    Acrylic Palestinian Soil.

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