The poet Yasser bin Saleh Al-Dossary

And your eyes read those lines

And I read in them the beauty of the eyes

And those eyelashes grow shadows

And their colors are dressed in hope

And you look at me with a smile of love

And I am silent in moments of shyness

I am jealous of the line in her glance

Of her, and I felt tight and could not bear it

So I kissed those lines before me

And all the letters and those sentences