When An Answer Is A Question
When I spray your perfume on my pillow
Tell me what that means
Because I myself just often wonder
Is it more than it seems
When I hold your hand and know your right there
Tell me how it feels like freedom
Because I my self just often wonder
my king, do we have a lasting kingdom?
When I hear you laughing from your heart
Tell me why its music to my ears
Because I myself just often wonder
are you the reason my pain disappears
When I fear your loss every second
Tell me how I can make you stay
Because I myself just often wonder
Does happiness have a price to pay
poem by Ayesha Sartawi
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