To the one who was, yet will always be, I pray for a hundred more days in a hunderd more years to wake up to the morning of her eyes, the most beautiful morning in all stories ever told.
posted by Fouad at 11:10 PM
Welcome to My Lebanese Dream
When all is far, and all is empty, I set sail and dock on a familiar shore, somewhere in my imagination
4 Comments:
poetic.. and more or less patriotic ;)
God Bless
love it :)
That is quite beutiful...
Away from the shadows. Away, from the fears and nightmares, I wander. Lingering for her touch, longing for her sweet embrace.
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