Famished Heart

After the first glance I knew I would never be the same. Initially enthralled by her captivating beauty.

Later I fell in love with her brain. Bright, studious, pious, agreeable and polite. I prayed and Allah made her my wife.

Our love was reciprocal.
And never relented, even
now with her being dead.

For fifteen years she was
so kind and attentive. My famished heart ♥ she fed

Abu Lateef

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Famished Heart