Poem by Muhamed Rahal

I swear to God, I lost my love.
How often are places in the desert?
I feel sad about this naturally
I love my fascinated as if I could see A beautiful spectrum
like the full moon.
In the description Cheeks bright like a beautiful rose
. These lips resemble flowing berries Here
is your imagination.
Come to the beach bar
Captivate me Without this beauty, I wander the desert paths.
Leave behind a large surface.
the stranger always I swear to God
, I lost my love. How often are places in the
desert?