By Shaikh Mohd Gaus Aminuddin
As my quill writes your name in blood,
The storm returns with an emotional flood.
That fateful night, our eyes first met,
In the library at 4 a.m., a moment I can't forget.
Your amber-like gaze burned into my soul,
Love ignited, uncontrolled, and whole.
Hair like golden threads shone in the dark,
A beacon of light, a lasting mark.
My heart, unbridled, raced like a steed,
Yielding to you, knowing it would bleed.
Your voice, a whisper, soft and clear,
An enchanting spell I both loved and feared.
Each word you spoke, a tether to fate,
Binding me closer, too near to escape.
For passion, I knew, would one day consume,
And love's bloom would lead to a tomb.
Since that first meeting, destiny was written,
A curse, a blessing—a love I can't quit.
Bound by this quill, I trace your name,
Eternal devotion, a lover's flame.
By Shaikh Mohd Gaus Aminuddin
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