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Wednesday, 23 September 2009 at 14:36

I Love you…in a way,
Not like what a few can ideate,
Not like what the most wish for,
Not like what poets can write about
Not like what teens dream about,
I love you in my own way… my own nature…my trait…my temper…
Imagine a mother with her first child, Imagine a child in his first year…, Imagine a flower, a color, Imagine…God asking for his servants!!
and Above all tist…here I come,
To Love you even more, With more massive way…
With the mourning of a widow, With the joy of a dancer
With the anger of a lion, With the jealousy of a camel
…
With the passion of an inventor, With the submission of a defeated
With the madness of a suicide, Who comes directly to his end !
…
And with the hush of a murdered, When he sees the bullet
To witness himself , apathy killed.
….
Imagine a sunflower without the sun, Imagine that tomorrow was yesterday,!!..
I love you like silk loves to be touched,
Like maiden loves to be whispered ,
Like a stranger loves cordiality
Like a creek of wine whish roamed the world, but then ended up martyr to fill a glass
….
My love for you is beyond fancies, further than any definitions
Daintier than the moonlight , Tenderer than pomegranate stick
More pure than the rain water...
but still... not enough for you cause...
no bird can cruises the whole sky !!
from now on , I wont be selfish anymore..
I’ll give you some of my madness, some of my insomnia
some of my pain because of loosing you
and please don’t think I might be unfair...
but when I love, I don’t seek anyone….but you…

I love you.

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