I want to get a visa to visit your heart… br A smile, a joke, a simple poem full of love… br The echo of your voice always fills my pillow br I wanted to sleep, but sleeping became a dream… br Who told you I am weak was right br My phone is in my hand like a piece of fire br All the logic can’t control my desire… br The dawn is near br I wanted to call you dear… br To wake you up… br To tell you I am dying to see you… br But I don’t have the courage… br Suddenly… br I heard a gentle musical knock on my door… br I opened… br And a heart-shaped Pizza was lying lonely on the floor… br I called your name… br And a red rose appeared from behind the wall… br I called your name again… br And it is you, babe, running to hug me… br I run towards you… br And we melt together in the middle of the hall… br ……………………….the end is a secret………………………. br br Wael Karameh. br September 26,2009.