I Made you a Coffee
with the warmth of My passion
You drank it all,
with your Magical fashion...
In demesne of My Love
you are frightened and happy
I put, some elision,
then, I Made you a coffee
You mixed this Coffee
with a tilt of Spoon-
Oh Lord...Your Eyes
Seem a, Holly-Lagoon
You took every Sip,
While looking at Me
You Smile every minute-
In a Gentle-Plea
I was Curious; in a need of reason..........
It was my Coffee; or It was Me.........
who moved your Lips
Like a Musical Sea...
I think; you are addicted
to My comely Company
In a Good-Resolution
You seek me to Cafuné
You seek Satisfaction,
In my Lonely Presence
You seek Protection
in my broken-Heaven
I Adore your presence;
every-minute, every-Second
What a Precious Miracle
In my Life; it happened
I Completely alive, to see you Smile
I made you happy; I made you a Coffee
you drank it all, with the warmth of Your Passion-
to make me live in your precious fantasy..........
Fouzia wali.
I like it so much, Your writing is so sweet. Thank you for sharing.
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I would like to translate this poem
nice poem, words come out from heart, so true and beautiful, thank you