Maktub

It was already written
In time and space
That my soul and yours
Would be one light

It was already written
Through the millennia
That in the sacred fire of passion
We would consume ourselves

Desert sun
Burning the sand
Your presence is water
That preserves life

Wild dove
In the blue of the soul
Your love is light
That illuminates and blinds

It was already written
And Allah knows
That the magical serpent of love
Would make us gods

It is written
Before the times
That life is only worth
When love touches us