out of my dreams

nor even if is the night,
nor even if is the day —

don’t run away
out of my dreams, —
only there can be told
what never happened but 
comes naturally… to us

Love came

Love came and
became like blood in my body.
It rushed through my veins and
encircled my heart.
Everywhere I looked,
I saw one thing.
Love’s name written
on my limbs,
on my left palm,
on my forehead,
on the back of my neck,
on my right big toe…
Oh, my friend,
all that you see of me
is just a shell,
and the rest belongs to love… ❞
— Rumi —

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