In the quiet whispers of the night,
Your words dance like shadows on the wall,
A love so profound, it takes flight,
Binding hearts with an eternal call.

Mahmoud, your verses breathe life,
In the desert of longing and pain,
They soothe the wounds of strife,
Like gentle drops of summer rain.

Your love, a beacon in the dark,
Illuminates paths unknown,
A timeless and unyielding spark,
In the hearts where seeds of love are sown.

Across the sands of time we tread,
With your love as our guiding light,
In every word and verse we’ve read,
We find solace in the night.