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My Beloved, the dreams moan in my head crying realities

When emotion became an outcast, confusion it only creates

In the craze of delight

A secret blessing awakens fountains of passion

Polishing the mirrors of souls,

dusted by accumulated pain.

Clouds traveling with extended hands,

carrying warmth to the icy space

A Love breeze is blown

Gently touching your face

Whispering in your ears

You’re never alone

The letter leaks from the veins

Pounding pulse in the ink

Traveling faster than the wind

In the daze of a happy moment,

The moon dances, celebrating Love

The heart departs the chest,

Like a golden falcon longing for sunlight

Gliding on the beloved land




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Dear Elham
Your words fall like a sudden rain … On the dryness of thirsty land… Bringing to life … flowers of passion …Forming gardens and gardens … to fill the space in my soul … Building a heaven inside.
Thanks for your beautiful words … Thanks for being a romantic poet.