SH-J-B
- LECTURES 134
- Votes 28
- Parties 21
Something rare has drawn me near,
Something wondrous, strange, sincere.
What traits could ever define you best?
What words could leave your beauty expressed?
No sight I've seen, no cloud or hue,
Could ever match the grace of you.
-SH.J.B
* Translated from Arabic, the original language of the story.