The Shape Of Love

All at once,

It hits me that its been you

This whole time

Like wine in a glass

This love fills my heart

Filling all the holes

Others left behind

If I ever see a flaw of yours, I’d say my eyes are the flawed ones.
— Mahmoud Darwish
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