Death visited me - Mihrab

Death visited me withdrew between my ribs made itself a mihrab from my grief for your absence. With every fugitive dusk darkness floods from my eyes night falls over the city and death looks at the arcs of my mind chanting its hymns calling people. They go towards their temporary death while I go towards you alone insistent I realise I am conscious my eyes become a crypt where I keep the wonders of our Thousand and One Nights its maze takes me to the empires of our memories death is a plant hidden within each memory who built this majestic castle over the ruins of absence? We live together in my dreams in the depths of my consciousness, we talk. You remind me: together we wrote to death together we called it together we sacrificed to God but he refused my gift. You come as if you and not I were the tormented one as if you and not I had swallowed the catastrophe as if you and not I was choked by it. You kill my sorrow in the midst of its devotions wreck my confusion by the wreath of your holy presence your voice is hidden between Andalusian stanzas your body swallows the ‏glamour of Pharaonic goddesses you look like them like a glorified myth when you gaze at me eye to eye you break through me obliterate me yours are the eyes that should come to mind when vision is mentioned. How can I live without Raghd without you close you are far away I am not consoled and I am not patient. Alone I looked for you alone I lived in absence I found nothing but my shadow in two shapes. A female name that means ‘pleasant’ or ‘comfort’. - Samar Al Guhssain