It was a Friday after ASR
I was having nikkah on the roof
Four years later and We both mastered NASA
You were raised a Saudi princess
Phones through the post,topping colllege tests
But I’ve never seen you lusting
Never seen you snorting at others
You never left Zeb Un Nisa to go and enjoy freedom
They said i was mad to marry someone I’d never seen
They said I was mad to go so far
because I seen white in my dream
But I can see why our paths crossed
Sin city maybe but you keep our hearts white with purity
4 years and counting
An angel ,a blessing
I now have three angels on my shoulders