My problem

My problem


My problem is that you are my love , my life
And some of what I drink my mug
Yow are just like sweet smelling perfume
Collect !
The broken glass of my heart !
My problem
Is a sea
Overfull of riddles
And I m in between the drops of the water , teasing the two breasts every evening
My problem
Is that I m in love
Just like the kid
Growing up between the breasts , growing up on laps 






jammal al-nasser