his literature

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arms that can carry me


a heart that can carry my intensity


a mind willing to quiet down and understand


a palm that wants to feel my hand


a pair of eyes that follow my silhouette


I’ll take no less than what I offer


It’s a simple plan, give your lover girl her lover man


a man that reads my poetry like a Muslim his salah


like a scholar his literature


a priest his scripture


I’ll take some insanity


since love can’t survive in people too wise


I’ll take some innocence


the kind that brings tears to your eyes


a love I don’t have to beg for


a love that’s first nature


I want a man that knows my writing like a Muslim his salah


like a scholar his literature


-maithili


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