By S. Adila
backtrack to the time when
no persuasion could persuade,
no temptation could tempt,
no seduction could seduce,
the only thing that hinders me
from the black of the eyes,
from the light of the ears,
from deriving me away
from Your calls.
if my heart is woven with strings,
let one of them attach me to You.
as it acts as an intermediary
for me to be reminded that
none of this was mine.
not them, not me.
everything is Yours way before
my body knows its skin and
my soul tied to the brim.
let’s unwind the world around us,
before our strings were attached to
this.
and not Him.
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