RIB

Oh Rib,
bone of my bone,
marrow clothed with
the flesh of my flesh
and blood of my own.


My supreme queen,
more than a part of me,
Life companion for peace
of mind, support and tranquillity


You are tied to me perpetually
eternally unto and into infinity
Two hearts, one beat, lovingly


By
Habib Abu Lateef
2020



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