Caravan

I watch the caravans of deceit
In your eyes
Glittering, glowing strands
Woven
Over golden, barren sands

Carrying their cargo
Of mirages
Beautiful
Beguiling
Mirages.

I watch the caravans of deceit
In your eyes
They pass me by
I look inside

In a flash
I am Mehajabeen
Beautiful
Bewitching
Mehajabeen
(Did you whisper that in my ear?)

The night sky lines my eyes with sorcery
The North Star is my diamond nose stud
The sickle moon clasps my hair
In a thick, passionate coil
(Did you caress that through my hair?)

Not only you
But the whole world
Lies besotted
At my feet
(Did you trace that on my body?)

The stars shiver in ecstasy

I am drunk with the infinite horizons
Of my own possibilities….

Then
Something ebbs in your eyes
And dies
The golden barrenness
Are icy, dark seas
In which drowns
Mehajabeen

I watch the caravans of deceit
In your eyes
Peddling a hundred
Mehajabeens