Sakinah

Sakinah

It’s not your smiles

Which causes the butterflies

In my stomach to rumble

It’s not the glances I steal

When you’re not looking

Which sends shivers down my spine

It’s not about late night chats

The ones that I wish

To stitch into the folds of time

It’s the comfort I feel

Whenever we share our stories

That makes me want to grow with you

Never to be apart.

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