I was as afraid of the wind of separation as a gazelle is afraid of the hunter, it turns out that the hunter had already watched me.💫💫💜

The heart knows the clear water of the mountains well, if this gazelle ambush is there, our fire will be light.💫

The lover should burn with beauties, if his heart does not come out of the cocoon, these beautiful feelings will not come out.💝💝

beauty shows itself, calls out to the lover, this call was divine, only lovers see it, it was the realm of truth, my beautiful angel,💕💕💕

she was a divine messenger in every beautiful sense, these messengers always led to the creator,,,💞💞💞