M H Matar

What is love for man but a never-ending saga part one

#1 What is love for man but a never-ending saga? The life we wished we lived, the rain we never witnessed, your hair? Your flirting - my ultimate joy. You might wonder how on earth we departed from each other and how man understood someone they knew they would

Averroes in Berlin

Berlin crosses my mind every day, Berlin passes through my dreams,

At Berlin Station

And we met at the first train station in Berlin. I asked you, "Who are you?"