tisdag 24 oktober 2017

to Zara

A.A. I opened up the door for you I pleaded you would have a place to stay now you just sit and watch TV you come home late in the night and forget about Fajr almost I doubt if what I did was right..

When she feels me look at her she usually looks the other way yet I feel that there is something else she wishes to say her eyes meet mine she uncovers her coal black hair... time stands still my heart throbs I feel faintness take my soul and I think of her for hours if I deny my Love I feel an unbearable woe my sorrow comes when I think of what I have not shown... the sccars of my body for which my life energy slows I wish she loved me anyway maybe there is something similair she wishes to say...

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