How difficult those nights are
Which I try to get out to you
Out to your arteries
To your heart
How arduous those nights are
How difficult those moments
Where I look for your chest to hold my head
Baby
Longing for you kills me
You are always in my thoughts
In Lili and Nahari
Your image
Engraved between Jaffoni
It is the light of my eyes
Your eyes ..... calling for my eyes
Your hands ... embrace my hands
I love you
My love
We can divide distances
We gathered the groans
O you who have possessed my heart and my beauty
O you who have loved you,
My darling when I sleep
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I dream I see you ... actually
And when they wake up
I hope to see you again ... in my dreams
When I start writing
I find myself and find myself
I find myself uttering the oppressed letters
Which refuses to be seen between the lines
I find it sometimes
My tears flow on my wet paper
My soul remains my shy self
Who wants to be free but refuses
And sometimes when I write
I forget that I have alphabets and standards
I should not overdo it
But when I write about my love
I find it embodied in weak meanings between the lines
Because I find my love inside me
Stems with all sensitivity
If you tried to describe to you what is in my heart of love to carry out all the leaves of the world, you are for me everything in my life. You are my age, my future, my present and my dreams, and I am confident that I can not contend with you. , Or get away from you, you know why? For you are my soul, and who can dispense with himself.
nice words out there
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