For Fatma
Every morning lying beside me still
My little wife in peaceful sleep,
Until that little light from windows streaming in
Awakes her to a smile and a morning kiss,
That whisks me into morning blisses.
And every morning still the same
Forever on: delight, elation,
Growing deeper, love inflating.
Every morning getting better
As each one more she besides me lays.
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