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Love and Lust
I have never given love much thought, it was the pleasure, that I always sought. Moments I spent, in entwining arms, attractive odour, and cunning charms. Tempting warm lips, and sweet kisses, long soft moans, and lusty wishes. Shivers of pleasure, that made me high, a pounding heart, and breathless sigh. Then I saw a sight I had never seen, an earthly angel, or a heavenly being. A saintly visage, bright and demure, with a slim figure, but fully mature. I stood bewildered, in total suspension, but my mind was focused with rapt attention. As if the angel, had shot an arrow, it pierced my heart, and reached my marrow. I wished I was, in lovers hall, where lovers dwell, and the maidens call. From the fountain of love, they all would drink, where the doves are white, and roses are pink. In moments of mirth, I closed my eyes, as my heart had roamed, the fleecy skies. I felt a bliss from above descend, when to my heart, a message she sent. My heart for her, began to sing, as she made me feel I am the king. For every king there is a throne, my earthly angel will be my own. With a steady hand, and a glass of wine, I salute all lovers, that love have defined. Saleh Ben Saleh
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