37. Love's Crying sound

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My last ambitions,
My climax longing,
I'm dying from my Omen while you are enjoying yours,
I die for the see-through dress and the long hair when it falls down,
The picture between me and your cheeks,
It tells me "sugar come and touch the berries."
The two Moles under your Eyes are like,
The Arabic Horse in the Battle of Ain Jalut,
Everything in me wants to share you,
The earth, the trees, the sea and the Whale,
Your innocence, your unfairness my love,
You never lose what is yours,
Or Shut Up for what is wrong,
The toughest man would melt if he sees your beauty,
And any girl beside you will turn in to tyrant,
Take me with you, I don't want me without you.
You are Bu Rashed (Fazza'a) Poems,
You are Harut charms,
These are my wishes, you who I lost all my years to.
I want to be with you so badly, even in a coffin,
I want to put you inside my eyes and close them on you and die,
And get in the grave of love with you,
And hear the loving crying sounds with no voice.

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