Yearner
Oh Allah, is it shameful to desire him this much.
Shall I call gracefully to You at nightfall and complain how much this hurts.
Is it unholy to feel what skin does.
I only want to clutch him by his sleeve and writhe in his scent.
Shall I call gracefully to You at nightfall and complain how much this hurts.
Is it unholy to feel what skin does.
I only want to clutch him by his sleeve and writhe in his scent.