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You, O my beloved, rare woman!
Are always ready,
To "kiss the blood off my hands",
When all the others,
Love to perturb me,
And accuse me wrongly
Of throwing a tantrum.
You, O my beloved, rare woman!
You are the best wine,
And even the best of God's saqis,
In the blessed tavern of the divine,
For, of them all, you beyond doubt are,
The best of all the living daughters of Adam.
I am not lavishing such praise, undue --
It is the very truth which in my heart grew --
And flourished, God-blessed, like only a few,
Have ever done -- Muslim, Christian or Jew,
Buddhist, Sikh, agnostic or Hindu.
Ask the stars at night when it is blooming,
Along with someone wiser in learning,
That God bestows the best on only those,
Who, like you, deserve His best blessing.
So, believe me, O my beloved, rare woman,
That like you, there is no other human...

The heart that loves you saw this revelation,
When you entered it willingly and made it blossom.
Let all the foul of the world line up against me,
I will maul them all and preserve your safety,
As you matter to me more than anything given,
By the Great Lord God! Yes!.You are my Heaven.
(Written and posted by Muhammad Naveed Ahmed/Emmenay, on September the 18th, 2011).