I didn't know you befor the rain birth
But i declared that your face
the spirit of the last Rose
the day it was raised on the heart walls
as a creation song
and my Jasmine river
spread with joy
over my road
which you planted
with dreams and love
Oh ,dear
why you became a promise in my poems
and between my fingers flowers
I sip from your eyes my love
Tarek
18/5/2009
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