Ingenious use of Twitter - Habibi

This is a poem I found on Twitter consisting of many tweets. I´m not quite sure if I have got the sequences right, but checking it out with the writer @ASE. I find the poem Habibi strong and beautiful.
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TweetPoem 1: Saturday, July the 7th
TweetPoem 2: Sunday, July the 8th
TweetPoem 3: Sunday, July the 8th

TweetPoem 1:  

Habibi

Habibi, I loved you again,

Habibi, I loved you before,

So please forget the fighting,

Our fighting, and their fighting

For it does not dare compare

Even in the most casual of contrasts

Ours is a love Theirs is a passion

Our sign is eternity Theirs is clashing

Do not deny my love, As you deny their dwellings.

Just complete me, lets stand corrected

For if I am wrong, then life is wrong too

I love you Habibi, And have always loved you

So then: meet me at the wall,

in the well I will crawl,

in the hell of this brawl.

where our souls can tell secrets in the sun

where we realized we could be one

where our passions need not be polite

meet me there Habibi, meet me there tonight.

not alone in our surroundings, but visible to none

TweetPoem 2:  

Flirting
Flirting is fun but feeble for the finicky

TweetPoem 3:

I began to like New York

Dazzling lights and dizzying heights,

determined to make it mine

riding the subway,

waiting in line,

for tickets.

Rare to be asleep past nine.

Smelling nuts roasting

above the 1/9,

that is now the 1/2/3.

Always changing,

relocating,

windy outside,

as workers pass by.

Buying bagels, out of hands.

Beggars under poles

and homeless on the trains,

making high demands

for loose change.

Walking fast,

workers pass by.

Walking fast,

Always ten minutes too late,

though I should learn

to remain in one place,

and slow down, and take it in,

and breathe.

I liked New York

as the fall began

like a baby crawls

to a stumbling stand