With storms of trouble and clouds of stress
Trying to grab to any thought of hope irrelevant of how trivial it is
And there when least expected and in the middle of this massive mess
You take shelter in a humble mediocre place where, just to you, a sanctuary it is
You lift your head up high and a smile draws out of this whole fuss
You are now satisfied with just a whisper of love and a touch of tenderness
Falling apart and assembled in just one kiss
Oh dear oh dear I’m out of my body and heaven it is
I prey to GOD to keep this bliss
For I need nothing but.. this
Ali Kassem