A Silent Message Of Lips Poem by Akhtar Jawad

I know your refrain not easy to embrace,
An effort is needed to find a place,
But I also know we can come at a point,
Where heat can’t melt an emotional joint,
Whereat we can shake our hands at least,
We are human beings and not the beasts,
On the roof I shall come with joys and jokes,
In an evening that comes after heat strokes,
When the pleasant winds start a romance,
And flowery creeper when starts a dance,
The evening that starts after hour nineteen,
With the melting sun an aurora is seen,
On the cheeks of the clear blue sky,
To the nest when birds start to fly,
When the crescent appears on the western sky,
Let a full moon appear on the eastern sky,
Just bow a little and shake the hands,
Let us search our own from many islands.

The palms transfer the call of nature,
The call is itself an all of nature,
Faces come then close and close too much,
So close that lips may have a touch,
The naughty nature then does the rest,
For the two lovers what else is the best!
Let us lay foundation of a lovely day,
Say now good bye to the teen aged play,
Evening is romantic with a song and dance,
Adieu is now needed to years old romance,
With moon and stars ahead is a night,
Lo nature switched off the exposing light,
We are now hidden in the arms of nature,
Merge your beauty in the charms of nature,
I know hesitation will end with a kiss,
Warm is living magic in the lips of a miss,
Messages exchanged but the words were blocked
How can one speak when lips are locked?