Apparently, of the many meetings that began with the message
Still leaving a miss
You returned to life in the arms of the cool books
Even though you have disappeared
I still leave attention to you before nightfall
Assalamualaikum my sister;
I woke up soundly because of your slashing call
Your whispering makes me know the meaning of hope
You're not just jasmine
You're also the sparkling morning dew beneath the sun's cry
I deliberately embraced a fresh rose in my right hand
As the first stretch when you come back in a hug
Joking again even though the wind leaves no story at all
However, I keep a smile between you and calmness
