Poem to Alee , When my skin was finally healed.💚

Dear cat friends and lovers

Poem for Alee

When my skin was finally healed.

In the oven, my plans were kept scense the night before Alee, In the oven my sweat was placed, the roses were prayed upon by the churches of dance and music. You walked in with two other girls, innocently expecting your regular Shwipshwap drink with no glory hovering arround it, while I stood next to the oven like a heart broken tiger  

I opened my oven and pulled out a fancy perfume bottle and declared my offer, turned toward each one of you asking for a pill of serenity. It was you, beatifull Alee, who accepted my offer with a slight smile. You wore a thick fluffy jacket though it was not cold, you accepted four seconds, the music was waltzing and guarding your steps, we hugged, the jacket fluxed, my nose inhaled a scient if perfection and mercy, I stole another squeeze releacing my frustration, and then layed back on my bed.

Shortly after you were gone, my skin was healed, healed from a long time  in diaspora, a long time of abandenement, a long time of neglect and rott. it was onely then, when I felt a warm tender hand arround my waist, and a gentle sympethetic soul arround my halo, that I , my mind, and my skin, was finally healed 

Best wishes

Fouad Suleiman 💚