@ Free Me Poem by Sadiqullah Khan

Free me,
From the demons of words
For pity’s sake.
Be me music
Song of birds
Bathed in wine
Dance and ecstasy.
Rapture and may be
You have been dreaming
Love’s long hair,
Or aroma from that street
That where once the enchanted steps
Tread a measure,
Intoxicated!
The sweat so pooled
Like on the mare’s back,
Treat to the tongue.
Let the whole immensity be
In your arms
In black.
Let forgetfulness be once more
A haunting memory.

-On Schiller feat Anggun, Innocent Lies.