Birth Of Venus Poem by Kaikubad Ali

One cup of you with the setting sun, what i wished to be offered,
With your glowing bodily canvas, let the red sky get blurred.
Let the dark clouds fall through your shoulder, curving to the cleavage,
Let me drink another sip of your rosy smile, to taste what I have long waited.
Hold it another moment in the hairy breeze,
The storm in this dying twilight let be squeezed,
Horns of street, let be faded away to your sweet voice,
Crowd of the world, let be vanished to the illusion of your eyes.
Oh lady, get out from the pearl,
Destroy this poet, with your lustful wrath,
Let him drink another sip of your rosy smile,
Let him, in this cold evening, feel your bodily warmth.