Then I thought of writing
my sister the best of love letters
But no, I thought again,
why not let these letters sing and dance this love
Why not put the pen and
paper down and hold her hands instead?
Why not take a stroll with
her through this haven?
Will she not be happy if I
ride her through this sky that I love?
Can’t I make her dazed and
mazed by the freshness of this river?
Put your lovely palm in
mine sweet sister
Clench your fingers around
mine my dear
Hold me heartily and strongly
and never let go
Together we shall blaze
these trails
We shall burn these flames
and feel this warmth
Together we shall fan this
breeze to feel its coolness
You are my sister and for
that I am proud
Smile and laugh so I could
see these sparkling teeth
So I could read these
shining eyes
And when you want to cry
do not do so in the sea
Here is my shoulder on it
you can place your head
Then go ahead to wet my pretty
dress even with your tears
Let me shower on you this
love
Hug me tight and give me
these kisses
For this love is a gift by
Love Himself
Rubaba (Sept, 2014)
