dahab

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dahab.

dahab: gold

your heart reminds me of gold,

the streaks of the sun bidding the horizon

no less than a lovely night with the moon.

i, unlike the sun, refuse to leave the skies.

i am a force of nature, an everlasting fire in your sky,

growing and glowing: scorching you with my love.

your heart reminds me of dahab,

it only melts at nearly 1000 degrees,

and i am willing to exhaust my fuel for you.

- a poem describing how i love.

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