Sebelum berbuka, satu draft. Lepas berbuka, draft baru. 4 jam lepas, two more.
Drafts here and there. But I will settle with this, for now.
"Love has no other desire but to fulfill itself.
But if you love and must needs have desires, let these be
your desires:
To melt and be like a running brook that sings its melody to the night.
To know the pain of too much tenderness.
To be wounded by your own understanding of love;
And to bleed willingly and joyfully.
To wake at dawn with a winged heart and give thanks for another day of loving;
To rest at the noon hour and meditate love's ecstasy;
To return home at eventide with gratitude;
And then to sleep with a prayer for the beloved in your heart and a song of praise upon your lips."
The Prophet, Kahlil Gibran
Good day :)
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