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فيكي اري ابتسامتي نعم هناك ملاين النساء جميلات وبكل الالوان ولكن القلب لا يستوعب الا واحده هي اجمل بكل الكلمات و المعان هي وحدها من تملك المفتاح نظرتها تجعلني اترنح كسكران من روعه تلك العينان ابتسامتها كطوفان يغرقني بكاملي ويغمرني سعاده واطمئنان حنانها انهار وانفاسها كاعصار ومشاعرها ثائرة كالبركان بلمسه واحده تمحو تلال من الهموم والاحزان في غيرتها يظهر جمال الحب ويظهر الغضب كحبات لؤلؤ ومرجان حبها فرح وعشقها مرح تملئ الارض عطرا وروح ً وريحان وحينما يتطاير شعرها لا يستطيع ان يصمد امامها انسً او جان هي اكثر مما قاله بيرم او قباني وغناه كاظم هي فاقت الكلمات والالحان هي اصوات البلابل فوق الاغصان

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