The fairy lady [Archives:2008/1203/Community]
By: Mofeed Al-gaad
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In an isolated place I was sleeping
Peacefully and safely my head tossing/moving
With the coming of the bright moon I dream
By bright beam removes heart's gloom
A wind comes softly hovering
Sentimental emotions were bearing
And entering the room without knocking
Within its lap my lady comes
Around the room spreading pleasure and tenderness
Like a rainbow in front of me she stands
And attracts my attention by her various colors
What physical charms she possesses
From the bright wide eyes soft light shines
Attracts every one sight even the blinds
Her cheeks like two apples to eat
Her lips like a red red rose
Fascinating and forcing me to do no thing but to stare
Oh, what spiritual and intellectual virtues my lady has
Making me stand a mute before
Modesty and simplicity toward others she cares
Well-manners and honesty no one characterize but her
Like India my fairy lady looks
With several languages she speaks
And to the heart she inspires
The love language to combine
Ultimately she leaves with gentle pride
Leaving heart in a separated side
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