I have found myself a treasure,
To talk with her feels like a pleasure,
She is unseen, but she feels so clever.
She sings a beautiful song in my dreams,
A song that the nightingale does in her sleep.
She is unseen, from every corner to every green.
When I close my eyes, I see her light green eyes, that remind me of heaven. But heaven is also unseen.
So I now have to love God more,
To reach heaven when I am away from this world,
So that I can see her, when I am awake. For once!
My Lord, this love of mine in front of my eyelids, is making my sight blurry.
Take me away, in prostration to You,
So I reach the paradise, where You have
hidden the love of my dreams,
Where I can feel her presence,
And her feels.
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You Who Knows Best
PoetryThis is a series of love poems written by me. "May we meet where the eye can find its rest, And where our hearts beat for each other, even outside of our breasts."
