How will I drag my feet to her now? <br />In which land will I see her <br />and on which street of what city <br />should I ask about her? <br />And if I find her house <br />(let's suppose I do) <br />will I ring the bell? <br />How should I answer back? <br />And how will I stare at her face <br />as I touch the light wine <br />seeping between her fingers. <br />How should I say hello... <br />and how will I take the pain of all these years? <br />Once <br />twenty years ago <br />in an air-conditioned train <br />I kissed her all night through...<br /><br />Saadi Youssef<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/woman-152/
