Today is Tariqabjotu's day!
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When thy hand touches mine,
through all the mesh
Of intricate and
interlaced veins
Shoot swift delights
that border on keen pains:
Flesh thrills to thrilling flesh.
When in thine eager eyes
I look to find
A comrade to my thought,
thy ready brain
Delves down and makes
its inmost meaning plain:
Mind answers unto mind.
When hands and eyes
are hid by seas that roll
Wide wastes between us,
still so near thou art
I count the very pulses of thy heart:
Soul speaketh unto soul.
So every law,
or human or divine,
In heart and brain
and spirit makes thee mine.
Happy Day, Tariq!