The Glory Of My Love Poem by Yousif Ibrahim Abubaker Abdalla

I'm going to take you with me, even if I have to drag you around first, I must get your heart then settle you in my core.

I had come as a summer to lie close to your shadow to sit on ascent of bosoms to feel the glory of love and scatter your flowers a head to enlighten my ways to show you off as the beautification of faith.

Elevate you to the heavens as the prayers of my heart, you are my realm you are mystery of love stick for good from the below earth around to the high a star.

There are files of your life story since I had taken you a long from town to city, obviously We are going to be together as well I can throw you like a kid because are the master of all happiness, and the ownership of my goodness.

You are ultimately the grace of my possession, you relieve me of grievances, you are my refuge a provision in everything that happens to me.
How many rejoices that strong the heart remaining me with a good handle? Without the soul would die along a dead of night.

Touch my sky I can be feeling myself you enter each limb either give me enough tendency, don't leave me alone right away. I understand it's to be with you in constant attachment.