Eman Awad

Rookie (26\5\1988 / cairo)

Ours - Poem by Eman Awad

Don't talk of my heart as it's mine,
since i saw your smile i was given a sign,
then we fell in love in such a short time,
my heart isn't mine.. it's ours...

Some times i feel us as one,
and your smile shines my sun,
and when the crowd is clear and every one is gone,
i think of you constantly by the hours.

If my life happened to fade away,
i'd like to spend with you the very last day,
even if i'm down i hold your hand and i sway,
and over the land we pace, grew more flowers.

We complete each other by the words,
and we've completed each others' lives.
I breathe when you're away but it hurts,
for you and with you only, my heart survives...

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, June 17, 2008

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