habībik

a stray ray of sunlight glimmers through your hair,
and love of this world fills up my only eyes—

every wave washes my way, from the oceans,
to your hips, to your lashes, and to the skies—

won’t you remember my face, one you might dream of;
hearts dancing through the night, by day are so wise,

smiles from so far, they make the world so small,
begging for the next one where a love never dies.

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