the Whales came.

In everytime Lifetime,
you will Find me
you said to me,

the last time,

so I will wait,
whilst I turn myself into Gold
Where I fight my Nafs, in betterment,
of my Beloved,
So that we May Walk Together,
In the Name of God,
In the name of my Beloved,
I will wait,

in all that is ,
In all that will Be,

I Find you,
every night out over the Water,,
In every wave that spills out from the Reef,
The Sea and its Vastness,
how she Holds my Pain,
How She washes me Out,
Lets me Bathe in Spirit,

How I have waited every Night and Day,
For a Boat, with You in it,
Under the Beating Sun of Gold and Coconuts and the Blue Sweet Darkness of the Sky,

How I have prayed on Nights rich in Stars,
Littered with Constellations that lead me back,
throwing me Signs, 

A Map, drawing through my fingers,
, speaking to me,
I look up and Find you Again, 

I pray under the MoonLight, Crying, Creating, 
On every Part of the Moon Cycle,
Around the Clock,
Curating a Way, finding a Way,
I ask her for Guidance,

I bathe in her Waters, 
Clearing the Old,
bapitising the Dirty out of Me,

Other Nights,

I Pray blind, in Pitch Black,
The Might of thick Clouds,
Hide the Moon behind it,A Dark Black Coats the Sky,
I weep.
I hear You. 

I Pray,
I keep Praying. 

I must be Mad,
But Let me Be,
I will be Mad for You,
I will be a Malangh,
A Faqeer for you my Dear,
I am your Queen of Hearts,
The Weapon of the Night,
The Royal Warrior,
Who will Rule with you,
Your Empire,
The One who has born into Death,,
who has Mastered the Dark,
Just like You have,
In Rooms where Torture was fed for all Meals,
I Pray over You,
Like I did, 
back then,
when my Blood depended it,
when you were covered in a Shadow
and when my Ama showed me You,  
Protected,
I am Mad for you,
In Love,

My Love,

I will be Mad for You,

In every Lifetime I will find You.
My love has no limit.

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DECAPITATION love has decapitated me over and overand rebuilt me,to be the Sun that glows,more brightly than any other Star,

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and god knows how the pink parts of me, the parts that make up my skin. The epithelial layer of