I love your eyes,
My eyes?
Yes, your saphire radiant eyes,
That shines as the snow's drape
With wooing gazes as the jewel of the night.
When I was trapped in the web of your smile,
By the bed wounded embers,
Under ease of thrushes carol
Your eyes was doused,
A moment beyond your infant measure,
A delusional love symptom,
I to my under skin diagnosed a sentence,
A sickness of long lasting illusion,
To what eternity must behold
I knew my lust was bound to be doomed.
Still, I loved your eyes,
From contours of raiding streets,
To jasmines of fine fragrances,
Beholding a bewildering, covetous gaze
Under ripples of perpetual twilight,
Up-ridding my pain in luscious humor,
With your eyes of glowing tremor,
To my bosom deeply before embraced.
Your eyes,
To all endear and behold,
Before the hallows at dawn enroll
Coach me to your sensual session
With your luscious sweep of brow,
That eternity might to your infant rise enclave.
All that our passions have engraved
I would again love your eyes,
If till my dying days still aglow,
That my long struggling days may avail.
I love your eyes because I love you,
I love you because with your eyes, you'll light my way.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I Also read your poem, 'A NIGHT ALONE' wonderful, keep up........Bravo