A decade ago I knocked the door
A closed door, blooming eternal light
Erecting smell from shattering window cover
It is beating heart when open towards her
An eye com e closure to close
And fingers humbled to play each
But it is the purity of the meet
Why shall not worry on Allah for his punishment
When all these starts, forgot the foot
Withering lips on site at distance
I hope to drops, but opened to bowels
When it fills, hug only left
Taste of love, she can only feed
For the last shake, she burst the tear
drops after drops, rain of pain
A pain from will, how it reach to womb
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