Ahmedtyu

My love- my life and the joy of my heart- my precious love- you whom I let rule my heart and conspire against my soul- I send you this letter bearing my complaint from me to you- my life. Do you know that I planted our pure love and watered it with the water of sincerity and the sun of loyalty- Do you know that my love is in its early stages- So- my dear- do not kill that basil that perfumes our love. Do not try to uproot the veins of love between us. Do not prolong your separation- for I want you to accompany me throughout my life- and your eyes to be the companion of my solitude. My love- I have adapted to your image in a frame from my ribs- and I have made my eyes its guards and my heart its servant.