GIF OE 👁️: Wheat field eye 🌾

I can't hold your name in my mouth any longer. I can't hold you inside me any longer. What does a flower do with its scent? What does a wheat field do with its ears? A peacock with its tail? A lamp with its oil? Where should I go with you? Where should I hide you? While people see you in the movement of my hands, in the tone of my voice, and in the rhythm of my steps. "Nizar Qabbani"