#fadybouaz
#fadybouaz My Poem to the Flower of My Love I am an old, poetic bird, Singing for the beautiful flower of my love, From my heart, which knows none but her, I am lost in my love for her with every moment, And with every longing, I redraw her image in the sky. I sing songs of passion, Sending my whispers to her distant heart, But in my solitude, I pour my sorrow, For the hope of being with her has faded, And as I draw closer to the end, I feel that departure is nearer. But deep within me, In my final moments, there is one dream, To meet her in another life, Where the day of my death will be the day of my meeting, The day we meet and continue together, Where there is no barrier between us, and no separation. I want to live with her, To fulfill my dream with her, To tell her how great my love is, And to tell her that she alone holds my heart, And that she alone I love with madness, And that she is my beautiful flower, For whom I live, And for whom ...