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Her kiss lingers on His lips
The moisture of love, heart sips
The burning passion flares
More and more it dares
The rose-like touch engraved
On His senses
The euphoria magnified
Through a thousand lenses
Those shinning eyes, black like coal
Gave Him light, and His soul
A joy, a love, He can't erase
The memory visible like a haze
The divine warmness She blessed to His arms
Superior to the all the worldly charms
Her soft skin sent through Him a rage
The rib returning to Her cage
The bodies once torn apart
Fused again
And the world saw the Two
Melting into One...
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Awais Aftab
Writing has been a passion, a love ever since I learned to write. For me, writing is a means of expression of 'secret tears and secret pleasures'. True writing comes from the heart and often it is the one to find you, not you the one to find it. Writing gives me power, the strength to carry on, the will to live and to live in a better way. It helps me find deeper meaning in the world around me and to understand myself much better. I can't survive without writing. For me, my writings are the whispers of life, in which the glory and sorrow of life echoes. For me, these are the glittering tears, whose every flash encompasses a thousand aspects of life. I believe that, 'I write; therefore I am.' However, true ease in writing comes from art, and I still have to learn a lot about that.
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