In his eye I see the love that he holds for me. In his eye I see my beauty. His eyes are my shelter, my haven, my paradise...
O my beautiful one,
I wish I were part of your affairs, like a wife.
With your hand in mine
your love would be returned.
I implore my heart:
"If my true love stays away tonight,
I shall be like someone already
in the grave."
Are you not my health and my life?
How joyful is your good health
for the heart that seeks you!
An ancient Egyptian poem from the times of the pharaohs.
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