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A Love Trip in a Book

My name is Amin. I love writing the truth more than fiction

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A love trip in a book

She accompanied me in my youth

As a magic trick

We were sneaking through dreams

In order not to see us parents or loved ones

We walk between the shadows of twigs

Tell her about the language and economy

So she turned and went back to the trick

Says . You are a beautiful fool

I say to her is love of the homeland

He hurried to see her

Disappear between colors and return

Her shoulder touches my shoulder

I will be glad

And I feel that I am the king of the universe .....

She grew up. And I grew up

I left. And she went

I'm on the train. Look

Trees and news

I miss her and her shoulder

. Where they said at the airport

Waiting for a lover is not me

Looking for the glory of money

And I'm still writing

I look for glory in my words

Two do not meet in meanings. Me and her

But we will meet someday

In her bedroom. On a cold night

She will sit bleak and I am in her lap

In a sense drawn in a book

Golden letters tortured by melodies

Then she will sleep and her tears over the book

When you know the author of the book

who is he

I am the author of this book

© 2018 tabouche amin