#البرقع

You my love, had a whole plot in your eyes.

Cursory walls of that beautiful mind. 

You my love, wore out the sky. 

The trumping desert and the kissing sun collide.

You my love, a story I sewed, a moon I held. 

A home so vacant and a language that reeled me back in.

You my love, is the story I told, over and over and over again.