Come
With your long arms
And soft hands
come...
remove that insecure
cardigan from
my shoulders
undo the buttons of
my skins refusal
grey dress
lift the heart aching
veil from my face
and kiss from
the lips
purely belonging
to you
rip off the jewellery
Confiscating my
fingers, arms,
neck and ears
touch the material of my
garment
and from all the
distrust
purify me
like a newborn child
kiss the lavender smell from my
shoulders
by sliding to the
South
get rid of this
Worlds tinsel
and slide the hatred
and prejudgement
from my waist
then let it fall
on to the floor
undress me until
I am naked
from this stained
and bad World
until the day
I was born
then release this
naked women
like bashful Eve
to reborn again
from the foams of
Mediterranean like
Aphrodite
In front of you and free
embrace me with love
in your arms
Until I melt.

Gunsel Djemal 16/06/2009 Bromley Road-London