Entry - MAG Poetry Prize 2011

Love

by Bridin Harnett


 
My hands are not soft
But I love.
 
My face is not sweet
But I love.
 
My fancies are not high
But I love.
 
I am less than velvet and not a silk
But I love.
 
The depth and breadth of my feeling
Is love.
 
Emanating from pure love
Ya Wadood,  Ya Allah.

Added: 21.04.2011

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