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Sandy, overheated afternoon,
With flares encompassing like winds from Hell,
I want to be with the woman who loves me,
And I want her to be with nobody but me,
The crow sipping water from a muddled pool,
Glances at me and takes off on its flight,
O my Allah! You have the power no doubt,
To give me wings or float me like a cloud,
Or -- in response to the desire of my heart --
Send Pegasus and take me to that spot,
Where my beloved woman must also be dreaming --
-- Dreaming of me and praying and longing --
To be with me on this listless hellish noon,
In the small heaven where there's just the moon,
With its cold and romantic beams welcoming lovers,
Lovers -- like she and I -- in love with each other,
Since time began and for now...and forever....