** (The secret of your face ... my inspiration) ** **************** Bklammi: Maysaa Dkduk / Syria /
** (The secret of your face ... my inspiration) **
**************** Bklammi:
Maysaa Dkduk / Syria /
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Show me in the mirror of your face an angel ...
Do not turn your heart ...
Let the sun shine ...
Let me see things in the core of the thing ...
Your smile is my shadow ....
Accompany me in my language, where the secret of my statement ..
The sound of your laughter ...
Two of them were inspired (Bethoven Symphonies) ...
Let your lips be crescent ...
Let me see the moon ....
Time goes on Eyelid ...
Let the turquoise sea hold ...
He is my heavens and the fulfillment of my promise ...
I will not lose the case ...
The Covenant ...
Kingdom of Love Dreams ...
I walk on the beach ...
I realize that you are suffering from long distances ...
Contains Absence ...
You, are not you ...
The same weather ...
Classes and days ...
It will not change, no matter how the objects change.
Weave your novel on the balcony of history ...
You are a symbol of my homeland ...
...
I made you my Shahrazad ...
She made me forget the times ...
I see the clock spinning in the place ..
My God ...
What is the most lightning on my forehead ...
Make my statement thunder and volcano ...
I go over the idea times ... times ..
Appreciate the mind and place ...
Remove from text ....
They came in stupid ways ...
I'm going to discover continents in your eyes ...
Underwater ...
My trip behind Shamus does not know absence
In the depth of the deserts without the jest of love ...
No words ...
I see your naked feet ...
Go over thorns ...
I see the stars turned into ashes ...
Race tracks and winds ...
Show me the big storms ..
Happy without story ...
Death does not hurt death ...
Do not hear the sound of the bullet that penetrated
Chest ...
Let me on my journey ...
I shook hands with the moon, which completed its ...
He forgot that he was a crescent ...
Show me your face and conscience ...
Fold the mountains ...
The origin of the Holy Valley folded ...
Take off your shoes ...
I worship two prostrations, three ...
It contains relative ...
Mawtani ...
Love loves me ....
Tearing fog from my eyes ...
I make him ...
He tells me ...
We combine ...
Incense burner ...
In the name of the Prophets we revolve around love ...
Under the dome of the degor ...
Let me raise my hands by praying ...
To intercede for our love (Venus) ....
We take care of ...
Witnessing our marriage ...
Let me raise my hands in prayer ..
To dry our blood massacres ...
To color our land with the color of life ...
Do not run away to death refuge ... !!!!!
Let me not dive into the circle of pain secretly to the face of the poem ...
Karma legs and movements ...
Let me raise my hands by praying ...
To know the news and the reasons ...
Let me picture on my glorious page ...
Let me walk in your eyes.
The labyrinths ...
Let me and your eyes the two gods.
They are my mirror and Satan ...
For the spirit of housing and safety.
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*** 5/12/:
Maysaa Dkduk.
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