Love Letter

I think of love
And I think of you
When night comes and time to bed
My thoughts are of you
On some sleepless nights
I compose a long love letter and a love song
Comes morning when light permiates
Those words disappeared
You become the zahir
That occupies my being
Its voluntarily
And all that is left is just missing you
Missing you in a simple human way.#

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