Master of the night
In the darkness of the night.
In the arms of silence.
When dreams caressing my mind.
And my heart dance to the tune of one.
Highlights the moonlight....
Your voice Waddling to my ears,
Whispering to me the whole evening,
Tell me the cities of longing and nostalgia,
you Constructed to me.
As well as the stars,
Attracted to you as a magnet of kindness.
Then dance around with the music of your brilliance.
yeah, you are the beauty and the excellence.
That gladdens our conscience.
asma writer
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