Need to sleep...
Today...
Or maybe tomorrow...
The sunflower will grow...
And turn its little yellow head...
In all directions...
With a sense of fear...
From any air current...
With feels...
Amazed...
Confused...
And there is more...
From the absence of the sun...
And when it finds no choice or refuge...
It will throw itself into your arms...
To fall asleep...
Yes...
Fall asleep...
Like my heart...
Yes my love...
My heart grows...
And longs to sleep...
In your arms....
hazem al ...
Jan 10, 2025
Jan 10, 2025 at 1:51 AM UTC
Need to sleep...
Today...
Or maybe tomorrow...
The sunflower will grow...
And turn its little yellow head...
In all directions...
With a sense of fear...
From any air current...
With feels...
Amazed...
Confused...
And there is more...
From the absence of the sun...
And when it finds no choice or refuge...
It will throw itself into your arms...
To fall asleep...
Yes...
Fall asleep...
Like my heart...
Yes my love...
My heart grows...
And longs to sleep...
In your arms....
hazem al ...
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