Separation Cooks in the Fire of Love

Separation Cooks in the Fire of Love
Poetry

I searched for years and found it right away.
I withered like flowers with your love
I am burning with longing and filled with sorrow
I fell victim to your black eyes
Where are you, where are you?

I consider him a friend and embrace him at all times.
I lamented all night long
I thought he would come back to me one day again
I fell victim to your black eyes
Where are you, where are you…

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