He eats high For the author: Dr. Walaa Ayman

He eats high

For the author: Dr. Walaa Ayman

All eyes without your family eyes

And the moon is present when you close your eyes

They say you are my sun and my shadow

They don't know that I am nothing without you

And the smile of your face, O woe of my heart

My heart money if I blink your eyelids

You see longing hits me hard

When will you come back and wear your eyes?

Blame me for your love blame what is in place

Who provided their blame I miss you and your reward

To smell your wind and to hold my chest

My knowledge was lost without you and I am still boiling at you

I will give you my life if the age is enough

I will give you more than your age, and this is my feeling

My Lord, and I do not feel the oath, you are my family and all forgotten