She is amazing... With a single wink of an eye or with the slightest curl of her lips she has me mesmerized.
She is attractive... Her every movement attracts my attention. Her beauty comes from within. She is poetry in motion...
She
is strong... She may not be able to lift a hundred pounds but she has
lifted a hundred sorrows and more from my heart. Her strength keeps me
going.
She is intelligent... She can calculate the distance of my
Mars from her Venus and bring the two closer. Her words are so
elegantly woven that to ponder them is like pondering the stars.
She
is humble... She never looks down her nose but rather up to the heavens
and it shows in everything that she does. She knows of the creator of
all things. She wants to get to know him better.
She stands out... From blocks away and within a crowd of a million souls, I can pick out her energy. It calls to me so loudly.
She
fits in... While laying with her in the darkness of our room, her body
fits into mine, flawlessly. A hand to a glove. The sun to the moon. We
can't tell where one of us ends and the other begins.
She is
mine... She is not my property but rather my partner, in all things. I
call her mine because she is my second half, my better half at that. She
finishes my sentences because she is mine. She tastes so good because
she is mine......
She is.......................................................
something nice by Jalil al-Asad Amir al-Hamza
Thanks for giving it a read. Comment if you wish. Ma Salaam.
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