Dream Girl

As delicate as a flower's petals, simultaneously, in virtue as strong as steel,

Woman, oh wife, how you have affected my life by touching my mind with your heart

Astounded was I by the depth of passion that I found

Demure, compassionate, gentle,
erotically rough at times...

I had always dreamt of you, thinking you were a figment of my imagination a fantasy of mine

Someone too good to be true until my dream became manifested through the reality that is you.

Habib Baba-Hasib

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Dream Girl