When my eyes close,
the eyes of my heart open,
seeking for your adoring heart for it to
complete the puzzle of my world.
But the complexity of this
world, is only understood by
the One Who Created Thought.
Yet my Mou'minah,
You are able to assemble it
together effortlessly, as though the
pieces of this puzzle were hurrying
to be completed by you.
As if pieces of my world
were meant to be brought to
life by you.
YOU ARE READING
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."
