Who knew I would one day be dedicated an incredibly sweet poem in Arabic?
Life truly is a wonder ❤ and quite evidently I found a wonderful poet…
Why is there this time?
With us and between us
in the snow we walk, below us peaceful white
What is there to us?
Your eyes, brown and a little green
behind them I want to see their wish
what do they want that they cannot obtain?
I will try to get it
I want us to walk from place to place
sharing this time
What’s there to there?
I can’t remember
I don’t want to remember.
Maybe I’m blinded by the snow
but it helps me to see your eyes.