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Nov 2011
In the black of night, I wished time would stand still.
I dread the day, for it took away my dreams.
I glue myself to bed for hours,
Hoping his memory would visit me.

In the black of night, he wished time would stand still.
He’d fancy my smile, as he reads my words.
Oh how he longs for my touch!
Oh how I wish I could hold him once more..

Time passes us by, as we fall in love again.
His words, his smile; they excite every bone in my body.
I sometimes even shiver, as he speaks softly to me.
Then get lost in his eyes, as I feel their embrace.

He’d comfort me with wise words,
And linger over my innocent beauty.
Amidst the trees, under the stars,
He’d feel me fall into pieces in his arms.

“You cannot control fate, dearest love”,
I whisper to him in a shaking voice.
“Oh dearest love, you’ll forever live within me”,
He replies, as he holds my trembling hand.

Thousands of words speak their own,
As we wander across the path of our broken dreams.
We found love in the dark,
And watched the day take it away.

In the black of night, we wished time would stand still.
Time grew us apart, though we’ll live within each other.
Time, stand still, for he longs for more of me.
Time, stand still, for I long for more of him.
Mai Mostafa
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Mai Mostafa
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   Lorraine day
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