Sobh bekheir,
I just woke up, thought I’d write you a couple lines. How are you feeling today? What are you doing all day?
In all my dreams, I run back to you, we meet again in our arms, we meet again at the sea, we meet again in the sky.
Delam barat tang shodeh, I miss your perfume, the taste of your lips, the softness of your fingers caressing each square of my body, my skin shivering,
I need you like I need air.
As soon as I am back, I’ll ask you something very important…
PS: I forgot to tell you, I found a beautiful green djellaba at the souk, I bought it for you. I know green is your favourite colour.
Asheghetam,
Bedrood.