Why wouldn’t you be enough for me?
Baby you’ve got it all
I see myself in your deepest parts
The ones you take for granted
The tone of your voice, the curve of your hip
The way you dive in and apply yourself
The work that you’ve done
The life you aspire to
The things that you love
The passion when you speak
You’ve already inspired me
I’m already lifted
I’m living on your love
You don’t know your reach
Note to self: check out *penguin book of modern Urdu poetry “Dust”