Desert Rose (Nourhan)

Desert Rose (Nourhan)

On a sunny , hot saturday, she arrived in Vevey at the train station,

I said to her "Hello" and we started our conversation.

Her stay in Switzerland was supposed to be short,

her exotic appearience was her forte,

how could i know that we are from the Same sort.

After a cup of coffee we went to a garden along the lake Geneva,

we took off our clothes and felt like I was Adam and she was Eva.

We watched the sparkling of the lake,

The life started to make sense , nothing was fake.

We were here For joy's sake.

Nourhan was shining like Cleopatra, she was gleaming like a Queen.

I admired her tender skin.

Her scent reminded on a desert rose,

my nose wanted her close.

Along the lake we went for some walks,

we had some dirty talks,

we made of lot pervert jokes.

Every word roped our souls,

We just focused on the moment without any goals. 

The day passed by,

It was painful to say To each other "goodbye",

our sadness could be seen even by the sky.

Some drops fell down, the universe started to cry.

written by Gjoshe Pocev