Infinitely Large Literature - A Desperate Rebuttal Poem by Murtada Alsaadi
Infinitely Large Literature - A Desperate Rebuttal
Using ecstasy as a verb is a sort of a sin,
Not giving it the placement it deserves.
My haunting ecstasy will never have a twin,
Because my love for you will never curve.
But three little words aren't as little as you think,
They would stampede out like anchors.
Rather I wait for your eyes to shut or simply blink,
To sneak 'I Love You' out in whispers.
The latter 'whisper' is my signature.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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