Her messages to him

O sir, everything, I live your breaths as fragrant breaths as long as my successive seasons have translated them, your winter exhausted me and your autumn drops the leaves of my withered life with longing for your wait, and your summer tires my withered eyelids with the heat of distance, but I with all this still waiting for your beautiful blooming spring that I lived for a moment in that garden I told you about, and its land was clothed in the greenery of the meeting, and its rosy cheeks turned red shyly at the look of longing, and its squirrels danced on the branches of those green-leaved trees that embrace the fingers of the breeze to play a beautiful love symphony, I will remain waiting for that spring despite the length of my successive seasons, yes, I will remain waiting and full of hope, loving you with all sincerity..Abdulaziz bin Jassim Al Jassim