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When I see you in my heart such textures thread themselves into my chest that no intellect can feel. When I see you in my mind, such colours ingrain themselves within my thoughts that no amount of blood can ever stain their fragrance. You are beauty beyond the surface - comprised of infinite depths. Humble yet powerful beyond measure, strong in the softest of manners. Moving - stretching beyond the knowable, continually growing and transforming through familiar and unfamiliar alike. In my heart you dance amongst the tides as this breath goes in, and out.

Were I to withdraw myself from loving you(as if I ever could), primordial soul might screech and halt the spheres in their orbit. The oceans would leap from Mother Earth in a single wave the height of a hundred Everests, evaporating into the existential nothingness of space.

When I hear you in my head all the other music stops, when you arise in my heart, the beat finally drops. It’s bass leaves an impression on the walls, of the well of love deep in my chest, impressing compassion into every nook and cranny that frequency may flow. Such seeds of humanity lend themselves to those that come to take water, so that even in desert lands far away from us, gardens of fruits and flowers may grow.

It’s from الله