Treasure Island

sallam yassin

(05/06/1968 / Hargeisa, Somaliland)

In The Day In The Night You Please My Heart


Oh the sun is bright
But in beams prime
Gentle bath of the buff
Neither hot
nor harm
with this charm of light

May this heaven of day
With
You heaven of heart
May the heaven of night
Then
With you heaven of heart
Then
Elegant with the night
Elegant with light
As the moon of the night
You please my heart
You please
My heart
In the day
My heart
You please
My heart
In the night
My heart
In the day in the night you please my heart

Submitted: Monday, October 28, 2013
Edited: Tuesday, October 29, 2013

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  • Aftab Alam Khursheed (11/7/2013 8:34:00 PM)

    very true the feeling may Allah bless you and your family and accordingly your nation and than the whole human kind thank (Report) Reply

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