Nizar Qabbani: “Love Letter #49”

Love Letter #49

The day I met you
I tore up all my maps
and all my predictions.
I became like an Arabian horse
I smelled your rain
before it wet me
I heard the rhythm of your voice
before you spoke
I undid your hair
before you braided it.

Nizar Qabbani

Translated from Arabic by Paul Weinfield, © 2013
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