Sensual Hysteria

Sensual Hysteria

Be my muse
Healing and damaging
For the lost poet

Re-invent me
Ignite a lyrical fire
Of fiery verses
With an invisible touch

Lure me
With your allurement
Heal my grieving heart
Before shattering it

Whisper seductive nonsense
Into my ear
Take me
Under your power
And make love to me
With your mind

Don’t you dare
To announce
You love me
Give me
Sensual hysteria

© Noora



Without your touch

The memory of the countless kisses
We named, described and tasted
Gives me bittersweet pleasure
Just like our lazy Sundays
Under the sheets
Of our love
When your determined mission was to savor me
Over and over again

Yet today
I am forgotten
Like a shooting star
That used to smile brightly at the sky
But had to drift away
In order to grant a wish

The memories of Happy
Nearly thousand days
Of a shared journey
Filled with laughter, music and sentiments
Still fill an empty place in my heart
The good old times
When my devoted calling was to
Make your heart smile

Yet today
I am alone
Like an old tree
Before its final day
Waiting for a gentle breeze to caress
Its bare branches – one last time

The memories of the words
Spoken, written and felt
Still inspire and define me
When we spoke in three languages:
yours, mine and poetry
But the only language necessary
Was the knowing
In our hearts

Yet today
I am nameless
Like an unknown planet
Orbiting and hiding
At the dark fringes of the solar system
Waiting to be found

Without your touch

© Noora

Under My Skin

There is
An unforgettable story
Under my skin
To be told

A poetic masterpiece
We outlined
While our lips
Melted together
In a sensuous surrender

Powerfully devouring
We became one
In heart, body and soul

Your smile
Found a home
On my lips
The infinity
Of your eyes
Stole my breath

As we traveled
To the heights
We had never
Experienced before

There is
A devastating story
Within my heart
To be released

A fairytale
We dreamt and lived
On a journey
To a destination
Where we never arrived

© Noora (2012)

First Step

“The future belongs to those
Who believe
In the beauty
Of their dreams.”
Eleanor Roosevelt

“Twenty years from now
You will be more disappointed
By the things that you didn’t do
Than by the ones you did do.
So throw off the bowlines.
Sail away from the safe harbor.
Catch the trade winds in your sails.
Explore. Dream. Discover.”
Mark Twain

Today is a good day to take the first step! There is an untraveled path ahead of me. I don’t know where it takes me, but I can’t wait to explore and leave some poetic footprints behind. You are very welcome to join me on my journey.