scour the earth
circle the moon and back
walk a thousand miles
just to watch those crimson teardrops fall
I wonder, do your lips still taste like blood.
By Aalia Bux, pictured recently on a trip to Petra, Jordan.
Earth mother wild child, Aalia lives in Karachi and is an ex-investment banker who is now a grown-up and a poet. “From fashion modelling to financial modelling to role modelling – what’s next?” She asks?
For more of her writings please go to http://sufipoetess.tumblr.com