The Untold romance
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It isn’t love or friendship
It could be a start
for something like weaver
Been knitted so Leisurely
And subconsciously
By our minds ..not hearts.
So strange…
Whether you’re far
Whether you’re near
Our hearts and souls
Are always connected
And the way we’re living it
Sometimes is painful
Sometimes splendid. .
Jealous is felt
never been announced
It could be expressed
Shyly and cunningly
But never pronounced
Oh my God
What that could be ?
Is it a romance ,
in a dark nigh that
Shines like gold
Or single heart beats
When feeling so cold.
The time is passing
But hearts never get old
And what ever we share
Will never be told .
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By:
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Mandour Saleh Hikel
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