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The love ... about love ... they said ... that ... in love ... don't search ... for a king ... kings on the chessboard ... are the most weakness point ... so ,.. for the love ... ask for a man ... with a strength of an army ... to lead your heart for love ... to win with his heart .. as he owned your heart ... this is the love ... it's just needs ... the real of a man's heart ... to get ... the that you seek for ... hazem al ...
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Nov 26, 2021
Nov 26, 2021 at 7:24 AM UTC
The love ...
I wake up in your arms. It feels like the first time all over again— bathed in the gentle, golden light of the morning my sleepy eyes open to see your gentle gaze. We say good morning like we have a thousand times, and you kiss me. Kind and gentle, you bring me out of my dreams. The soft cry from the other room calls us to our baby girl You go to bring her back to us, but before you give me a kiss and that unbelievable smile. That smile that makes me swoon like we are eighteen again. You lay her down in our arms the birds chirping through the windows. For a moment I close my eyes, I remember when we were eighteen laying in bed in room 1507 of the Fairmont Pittsburgh. I was straddling your lap begging you to tell me about the dream you had. You rolled your eyes and told me it'd scare me, but I said do it anyways. You told me that we were in Cape Cod Wandering the streets. Just you and me, and our baby girl. I laughed it off and pretended to be stunned but deep in my chest, in the silence of my heart, it felt right. When I open my eyes again, I expect it to all be just a figment of my imagination. But it's not, you and our little girl are right there in front of me. You're waiting for me to return to you, and when you see I'm back. You give me that smile. One more time. And I am home.
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May 6, 2018
May 6, 2018 at 10:22 PM UTC
the longest poem I'll ever write – Our Love
The love ... love ... it's a fit ... hold and contain ... with an imaginations of hugs ... carrying lot of feelings ... within a spectrum ... between the eyelashes ... since the night starts ... under the moon lights ... until the morning begin ... with a longings ... and tenderness ... until the soul get irrigated ... whispers ... that seeks for ... so, ... when the night ... comes again... despite ... of the faraway ... the soul wanders ... with sanctity of love ... all skies ... searching ... about meeting ... the spirit ... perhaps ... be with it ... the love ... to quenched with .. hazem al ...
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Jan 25, 2023
Jan 25, 2023 at 3:39 AM UTC
The love ...