In the spaces of my homeland morning
is dressing me
with bouquets of love,
triggering the fire of passion
till I pour the nectar of my heart.
O home!
Whenever drops of your perfume dance in my mouth,
I paint them as jasmine collars
around the neck of bloom....
Fatna Bendali - Torments along the harbor of the night
Torments along the harbor of the night
A bouquet of poems to and about Marrakech and Taroudanet
Fatna Bendali
Description
In the spaces of my homeland morning
is dressing me
with bouquets of love,
triggering the fire of passion
till I pour the nectar of my heart.
O home!
Whenever drops of your perfume dance in my mouth,
I paint them as jasmine collars
around the neck of bloom.