First Crush or “The Early Years” never die”
First crush o’ “The Early Years,” never dies
She walked in a hurry, and passed side by side of both of us, me and him, her hair was long and dark that falling on her shoulders, like a shadow of a tree in a desert like looking for some freshness at noon, and she smiled to both of us, furtively as she continue walking and we following her behind.
We were kids of just ten years old then, or twelve my friend maybe, and stilI remember, that day; ‘t was a day like today, sunny and bright, like after a snowstorm, ‘t seemed like a brand-new day just for us _at least it’s what I believed, or maybe that was love, the first time. I grabbed a handful of snow and threw it gently at her, mid-fearless, mid-brave, with a smile that just hidden the swoony feeling in my guts.
She turned back, and look at him, but then at me, her eyes regard fallen oblic on my mitts wet by the snow , and then she smiled at me, and contained her laughter within her hand to her mouth, oh! my. And I, standing shy with a penod and guilty air, I felt what a pity I was in, then suddenly, I felt my face red like a thousand suns had burned my checks, and my hearth; I would loved I could have died instantly, and would dived and hidden in the deepest of your black eyes, at that instant, to cool down the fire that she just had started ablaze in my heart.
I may have forgotten her name with time, and barely fathom the features of her face, but now and then, from time to time, as I cross a street, it seems that I recognize you in the face of that beautiful woman who just walked to me, and passed, I looked behind over my shoulder, And smile.
Time, and again
It reminds me a song of AbdelHaleem Hafiz, an Egyptian singer of the sixties, known also by the nickname of the Rosignol of the Middle-East