All I see around is thee…
In the extreme darks at the corners
of the Sun,
I see my feminism rising from the
veil of Nun…
In every hour and every minute of
the time,
I see your arms around mine…
In my oblivion, I feel you,
And question myself if that is
really true…
I don’t ask you for me,
But want myself to remain in this
dreamer’s sea…
This intoxication that makes me closer
to my own,
For no reason, awaits your arrival
as a messenger in my wishing zone..
What have you done to me,
All I see around is thee…
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