Lost woman  She speaks from the quiet of meditation  Until he arrives at her doorstep to carry her deep into her darkness  When she comes up for air and speaks  He's disgusted by her words  They hold no meaning in the light of wakefulness  They can only be together in sleep  There are only so many hours for slumber The wind shouts out to her \"Come home, beloved. We miss you.” She's been lost in reverie so long, she vaguely remembers home’s silent embrace  The noise of their darkness is frightening  She's dazed from breathing his air  His heart is now her imposed home  He doesn't even know her name  What does it matter anyway  She vanished into his illusion  Hopeless  I used to know her now she's a lost woman  Laa'iqah SeedSower

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Lost woman

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