Today, it's my first experience with English poetry. Hope you'll like it...
               

               All of my life...
               

              All of my life, I've been waiting for you
              So many faces you wore
              And so many names I called...
              The endless nights that I had to go through,
              Dead... Like a wave on your shore...
              Lost... Like a story untold...

              All of my life, you've been longing for me
              So many bodies I've worn
              So many teardrops you've shed...
              The loveless knights fell begging on their knee,
              Wrecked... Like a boat in my storm...
              Gone... Like all the ones you've lead...

              How many times have I tried to recall
              The sweet music of your voice
              And your warm and charming smile?
              How many years shall I still have to fall
              To live the spring of my choice,
              And nest at last in exile?...

              All of my life is but a dream unreal...
              Lightning nightmares, to make it seem so true;
              Reminding me I may never find you...
              Branding my soul with a sharp, red hot steel...

              We love and we hate ... We laugh and we cry...
              We question our Faith ... We go to extremes...
              Sometimes I feel that life is only dreams,
              Of which we'll wake-up the day that we die...

              In my younger years, I did fast and pray,
              And my prayer was heard; somewhere, you were born...
              Then I had to wait till she's fully grown,
              The beautiful rose that you are today...

              I am your brother, father, and your son;
              Your man and your lover... But always your friend...
              Live and discover; we'll fly hand in hand...
              The world is all yours: our place in the sun.

              Words could caress me, or... Cut like a knife...
              I look at myself, and like who I am;
              If you're Gemini, I, the lonely Ram
              Will love both of you for all of my life...
               
               

                                    Roger Yazbeck
                                    Montreal, Canada
                                    Wednesday, October 29, 1997
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