My Eyelashes Tangle & Stick Together Crying - About You

Her face reminds me of justice, music, good food, and God

But that’s just the tip of the divine iceberg, all my words are flawed

A dagger she stabbed and twisted in my arteries produces endless pain

Slicing sinew and muscle this love flows for her constantly, sadly in vain

Scars and shards of granite lodged in the heart I take with me to the grave

At least they’re a memoir of her that I can always save

Perhaps it was for an easy kill

That she wanted me, to be still

It’s from الله