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My beloved ...

They asked me curiously...
Who do you love from among people..
I answered with love in my eyes...
So I said...
A woman like the moon...
They said describe her to us...
So I said...
I may be unable to describe her...
So describing her beauty...
Never crossed the mind of a human being...
But she...
All the beauty...
I have never seen anyone as beautiful as her before...
Her hair is dewy from the raindrops...
And her forehead is like an arrow of danger...
And her nose is like a waterfall falling...
And her eyes are a mirror of the moon...
And her neck is taut like a string...
As for...
Her waist is a place of pilgrimage for people...
And her feet are the carriers of the moon...
And no one sees her...
Except a lover like me...
Who stays up with her...
Every night...
By the light of the moon...

This is my belovedđź’•Lady...

Did any one ever see her ...

hazem al ...
Waiting for her ...

Like that lonely tree ...
On the riverbank ...
In the middle of the night ...
It waits for the morning ...
To meet the birds ...
To live with them ...
And to share with...
The most beautiful melodies ...
And to kills it's loneliness...
which lived it...
All the night long...
I am ...
As that tree ...
Waiting...
Longing for the morning...
May my beloved...
Come...
On this boat...
So fast...
To **** my loneliness...
That lasted all long night...
While I am waiting ...
For her ...

Hazem...
The lover and brush ...

Between her fingers...
A brush...
And in her eyes...
A passion life...
And the most beautiful imagination...
For the painting...
To draw it...
Her fingers...
With the most wonderful brush...
With the beauty of her imagination...
And the purity of her heart...
To draw now...
From the history of her past...
And for the future of her life...
The love...
To live it...
With a poet like her...
He loved her heart...
Despite all these distances...

My love sat...
Quietly...
In front of the piece of cloth...
To draw...
While into her eyes...
The most beautiful secret of life ...
It is  the love...
that dwells in her heart...

And here I am...
From afar...
Waiting eagerly...
Her painting...

hazem al ...
Love and Necklace ...

When the time is right ...
I will bring you my love ...
A small gift that I have hidden from you ...
A chain and a pendant with a heart ...
Engraved with our initials.
I will slowly put it around your neck ...
And whisper in your ear: ...
And I say to you my love ...
"This is for you ...
Keep it always ...
Around your neck ...
And between your ******* ...
And close to your heart ...
To always remind you ...
That you are close to my heart ...
Even when you are far away"

Yes my love ...
I love you my most wonderful gift ...
It was from God ...

I love you ...

Hazem ...
My love...



In my heart...

All the beats have disappeared...

And nothing remains in it...

Except...

The echo of your voice...

That I imagine...

With the creation of my imagination...

And the madness of my love for you...



Yes, my love...

My heart has become...

Like a musical instrument...

It beats only...

Because of your voice...

And my body has become...

Like a flower garden...

Full of kisses...

From your lips...

With a sweet scents...

From your breaths...

Until I became...

Me and my heart...

And all my body...

Belongs only to you...



I love you...



Hazem...
Destiny ...

Meeting you was destiny ...
As it a gift for me ...
Your friendship was a decision...
Because of your pure soul ...
About your love,...
it is something I cannot control ...
since i got knew you more ...
and after i felt your heart's beats ...
I drowned in you ...
so madly ...
love you ...

Peace be upon you when you cross my mind ...
It gets my heart trembles with reverence....
Peace be upon me when your eyes assassinate my soul ...
with no mercy or forgiveness from you ...

love you my sweet destiny lady ...

good morning  ...

hazem al ...
Crazy about you...

I am crazy about you...
A hurricane and waves...
Of longing...
Storming...
Between my madness and your craziness...
It starts silently,...
Then it rages within us...
The language of sailing...
And other languages...
Sometimes we don't understand it...
So,...
Once i be as the sailor...
And you are the ship...
And sometimes I am the sea...
And you are the captain...
As we exchange the roles...
With madness and harmony...
Like inhaling and exhaling...
And like the succession of day and night...
To create a madman of me...
who makes words only for you...
to make me always...
wandering in you...
So,..
Don't ask me about the reason...
Or about those storms...
Just only ask...
Why ,...
I'm so crazy about you...

hazem al ...
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