I was rummaging through some old stuff when I came across this art book, where the poet Julie P. Lingan fused with the artist Ibrahim Hussein to create a love-inspired-poetry + poetry-inspired-art book. My mom had bought it years ago as she was a friend of the writer, Julie Lingan. I remember discovering this fascinating book years back and falling in love with the pretty words and black scribbles that filled the pages. The book, called 'Steal Me a Paradise' is based on the last poem, and albeit the best one at that. I admire her other poems such as 'Casablanca Dying' and 'We Must Have Been Lovers in a Previous Life', but 'Steal Me a Paradise' I adore the most. And Ibrahim Hussein's art isn't bad either! He's got an obvious style (well, it might have changed over the years but in this book, it's strictly black, white, + grey, and all scribbly lines as if his pen was being mind-controlled by a tornado) and although I'm not describing it very well, his art is fascinating.
This poem is also the one that inspired me to write, 'oh all the things i'd do for you'.
steal me a paradise
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steal me a paradise
where we can unlock long-standing dreams
unfurl the velvet of hidden longings
imprisoned by blades of reality and time
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steal me a paradise
far away from the world of merciless flames
where the only fire we know
is the passion we burn for each other
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steal me a paradise
where the sky is ruled not by monsters
but by lovers with hearts that fly
in a haven beyond the reach
of control towers and F16s
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steal me a paradise
where there are no earthshaking quakes
except our very own tremors
we create from love, not hate
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steal me a paradise
where we can kiss the brink of dawn
and catch the moonlight
as it drips with silverdust
that now and then caress our bodies
lying on the shore
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steal me a paradise
where you and i can run naked
as the sky on a cloudless blue morning
and frolic like the fish
making love under the sea
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steal me a paradise
on the edge of spring
and i'll giftwrap the sea for you
with the echoes of an endless summer...
oh gosh, i love this poem iris. very much :)
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