Departing in the dark of night
I leave behind familiar tunes
of you and I and what was and used to be
wordless joys and hopeful dreams
we were like doves nestled in an olive tree
embracing peaceful serenity
we raised our own
taught them to soar
spreading peace and razing calamities
For in our youth
we spread only truth
and left all vile behind
never looking back to notice
The arrowhead that pierced your naked heart
We were caught aghast
Unbeknownst of the targets
vulnerability
Now I stand upon your grave
my little white dove
who died so brave
buried in the dark of night
without a cry
without a parade
of loved one to send you on your way
to the paradise of never withering blooms
and never ending days
My tears run streams across my
heart trailing into my troubled mind
Contemplating what was taken away so soon
Our love was pure
Clean and to some very strange
But it is love still
No matter the critics
Or the Quills
For we are not Romeo and Juliet
Nor Qias and Leila can compare
We are the beams
Of the early sunrise
We are the roots of the eternal tree
We are
Fatima and Ali.