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In her,he sees himself
not just his rib but all of him.

his first sight of her gives birth to the mother of mystery
for this is the first time he sees her
yet he knows her earlier
somewhere in a real world.

people say she is beautiful
but what he sees is besides that.

been with her forever will give him the peak of his earthly joy
for she exist in the mind of his flesh
after his last second,she will exist in the mind of his soul.

she means to him that which human words cannot explain
for in her,he sees himself
not just his rib
but all of him.

My heart speaks
my pen writes
that which human words can explain
and that which it cannot
i scare. I might die with it untold
thinking is my hobby
writing is my mystery My heart speaks
my pen writes
that which human words can explain
and that which it cannot
i scare. I might die with it untold
thinking is my hobby
writing is my mystery

poems must work in the level of metaphors and so, this is not a poem

Aubakar:the garbage man

look into her eyes and what you will see is not hate.i am sure look into her eyes and what you will see is not hate.i am sure

real love sometimes come as hate.dont worry,she loves you

DEEPER THAN LOVE

in her,he sees himself
not just his rib,but all of him
his first sight on her gives birth to the mother of mystery
for this is the first time he sees her
yet he knows her ealier
somewhere before planet earth
somewhere in a real world.

People say she is beautiful
but what he sees is besides that.

been with her forever wil give him the peak of his earthly joy
for she exist in the mind of his flesh
after his last second
she will exist in the mind of his soul.

she means to him that which human words cannot fully explain.

for in her,he sees himself
not just his rib
but all of him.

i feel clear and understanding words should be your focus but it should be metaphoric anyway.

i love that