I long to be with you somewhere else
A place I can hold you in my arms
Without judgement or fear…
Leaving this malaise behind
This is not my home
My soul trapped in this tortured body
Wanting to look again at the ancient sun that was once yellow
Thousands of years have passed
I found you, we found each other
Only to be torn apart once more….
Mesopotamia is calling me
It’s beautiful music enticing
Drawing my soul to your heart
A fire flickers
Your veil gently blowing in the breeze…
I have lost all that I treasured
Like the cool desert sand
Seeping through my fingers
Oh! How I love you…
Wait for me in Paradise
Beneath the fig tree
Where the stream runs slowly
I shall call out your name
You will turn, see my face
We shall know
This is where we truly belong
Holding you close for eternity
Free, forever in Jannah……..
Mark C Bolton, July 2024
Urban Dandy 
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