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OH.!

you tiny

drop of dew

dampen its thirsty flowers

gently.

A

lovely face

in my memory

as delicate as a

doll.

Hair

so soft

to the touch

more smooth than finest

silk.

Eyes

so green

deep jade like

finest emeralds they would

fade.

When

you came

my blood danced

rivers of hot desires

flowed.

You

became my

body, face, death,

my carnival of loving

words. 

Be

a rain

falling gently in

the night of my

sleep.

You

will hear

my heart beats

calling out your lovely

name.

Leave

your hair

rest on my

chest, while you fall

asleep.

You

are my

home of love

the sparrow of my

dreams.

So

inhabit me

full of eagerness

I am the knight

seeking.

HAMEED AL QAED

HEATHER BURNS

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