To You, My Love Poem by Aadil Hingorjo

Embroidering you through my writing fingers
I solemnly play the music on your art-like skin
Tasting your beauty with everlasting kisses
I feed your life through the depths of my soul
You're my lively left; you're my recurring right.
Any and every right you've got to revolt, love.
When the nights in distance exhaust your heart
When you miss me under the empty moonlight
And when the evenings turn grayish to you,
And when your piercing melodies get dimmer,
I come to read your lyrics; we both go natural
Eloquently your beauty brightens upon me,
Yours and mine bodies step ahead to hug it
Rejoicing and refilling each other to the inmosts
You and I absorb each other, and become one
Reuniting before the Sindh's sacred sea,
and feeling the utmost resurrection every time
If it's not love then what is love, my beloved?