Love story has no end at all
All the lovers have the right to write their own
So, it will stay without an end
As long as the life remind
Once ..there was a little child
Whose dream was to catch the moon light
She was homeless in such a forgotten place
Where non but she and no human race
She looked at the distance of the road
Glanced a shed of one through the wind
The jasmine was flourished all over the place
Her eyes ,her hands and even her lips
Were performed by the fregrance of it
She was about to tell him her words
That she loves him and thanks him
For all he had done
But he turned going away to other place
Leaving the jasmine and the child alone
Whispers to him these following words
You stranger ,stay with me tonight
Together we'll be the lovers for a life
Stranger,the jasmine spread in everywhere
Why do you make him as sad as a grief
If you won"t stay for the sake of mine
At least say good bye and have a look for a while
Oh stranger: the jasmine has said
Why is your heart so hard to be pleased
She's just a child her dream was few
To stay with her and to spend a night with u
This is a story of that child
Stranger...send me yours ,if you do not mind
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خلّفتُ اسمكَ وشماً تحت جلدي و اللغةُ خلاصي
حبُّك ..أهوالي التي لا يتّسعُ لها فضاء...
و اللغةُ مظلّة ..أقفز بها بسلام الى جزر النسيان
و..أنا ...
أكتب ...
لأهرب منك .....
و لكن ...اليك !!
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