Grant me love...



grant me a love, as it must be..

garnt me the love which i always need..

and dive to the depth of my thirsty soul...

and pour out on my heart our a meet's tears...

after a wounds did not last...



irrigate me and drink from a same cup..

this love's cup, through your lip's nectar...

and wipe with your hands..

our tears which never stopped...



stayed awaken all my night...

talking and watching you...

didn't realize that i were talking to the moon...

o my moon...

even more poetic and charming than that moon...



lost i am without you..

even if that was for a second...

missing you, and smell your perfume always...

your perfume which i smell wherever i go..



smelling you now as the rose when it open...

when it, to give it aroma to enjoy our hearts and chests...



oh sweetheart...

so sorry i am...

forgot that a flowers taking it aroma from you...



sweetheart...

please grant me your love...

as you granted your aroma to all flowers...



by: hazem al ...