The sorrows

by Alaa Aljabery   Mar 11, 2015


Your love taught me the sorrows.
And I've been in need of a woman
To make me grieve .
To cry over her arms like a bird
For a woman gathers my parts
As broken diamonds .
Your love taught me to stand at the augury's doors reading my fortune
Your love taught me to wander ,
From place to place looking for love .
Your love entered me in the city of sorrows .
I hadn't known the tears were human ,
And the human without sorrows
Being reminisces . Your love taught me to drivel .
I draw your face on the walls ØŒon bells and on crosses .
Your love taught me how love
Changes the times , taught me when I love the earth will stop.
Your love taught me many things
I'd never thought about .
Your love taught me how I love you in all things .
Your love taught me how I sleep like
A baby between his moms' arms .
Your love taught me to be sad .
Your love taught me the sorrows.

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