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A Brief Love Letter

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My darling, I have much to say Where o precious one shall I begin ? All that is in you is princely O you who makes of my words through their meaning Cocoons of silk These are my songs and this is me This short book contains us Tomorrow when I return its pages A lamp will lament A bed will sing Its letters from longing will turn green Its commas be on the verge of flight Do not say: why did this youth Speak of me to the winding road and the stream The almond tree and the tulip So that the world escorts me wherever I go ? Why did he sing these songs ? Now there is no star That is not perfumed with my fragrance Tomorrow people will see me in his verse A mouth the taste of wine, close-cropped hair Ignore what people say You will be great only through my great love What would the world have been if we had not been If your eyes had not been, what would the world have been?

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"My darling, I have much to say..."

Exploring the themes of classic, Nizar Qabbani delivers a powerful performance in "A Brief Love Letter"... ### Why We Love This Line At Linespedia, we believe that poetry is the ultimate sanctuary for the soul...

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