poetry love hikayat entirely

When the word drains a flavor
To convey you as His secret.

Although I do not know what sentence is worth writing.
But just because of you I'm willing to dig in a poetry hymn ..

I'm like a paper that will not take anything but your name ink.
Every time hura comes to me, when my day is empty without your lafad ..

I'm just a ticking time unless you can be sensitive to this heartbeat.
The whole wound is sold, when we meet in His pleasure ..

Let me sink the light into this pen.
And I write kalam long to be the samir of sincere love sincere love ..

So that later can be read after we establish a beautiful sense.
In his true love