Oh how I love spring looking twards summer I beg for a haven prison please let open Ur gates freed of enraptured weak thoughts now still Ur love dominates My rivals for Ur love shall all be all rejected thoughts love turning their vintage wine a sour inflected Smashing statues broken mirrors just convexities captive my loves wounds just absorbing concavities The hunt is over nd I hear the call to prayer lover a man contented now no more s0litaire
Friday, 2 October 2015
09:26
Rehan Ahmed
English Poems
