© Ramzi Albert Rihani

 

When the trees break the dawn in despair

And your departure took the evening flair

Reflections on the water dance in harmony

And the sun and the wind dip in my memory

 

The morning casts a shadow familiar to the eyes

Fighting a desire till the advent of fireflies

They ignite an ardor that burns the skin

And the man behind the shadow wonders where he’s been

 

The piano plays some freaking jazzy tunes

With no one to sing or hum the blues

Take refuge in her voice until the morning sun

And the daybreak announces dreams undone

 

Petals float the surface of the pond

Pages of a songbook pass Blonde on Blonde

A breeze starts a green and brown ballet debut

And the pages stop at These Foolish Things Remind me of You

 

Now all has come to a halt

And the vicarious trip is still untold

No one will come close to this

Except the voice, the shadow and some other bliss