Chaste soul ...

And from the chastity of her soul...
it was covered in a robe...
as dress that seems...
about the beauty of her soul...
as her identity...
her morals...
as a ****** female...
non of a human's hands ..
touched her ..
and not even...
the eyes...
won her ..
except when...
i met her...
and in words...
my words...
i touched her...
from the bottom of my heart...
it were like arrows...
to soothe her...
in confidence...
for feelings...
of me..
she felt in...
to be then...
for my arms...
as a hugs...
and for my lips...
the first touched...
then to became...
the princess of my heart...
so far...
since I met her...
until , till now...

hazem al ..