Kill me with your eyes so bright
Enchant me with your fragrance so charming
Keep me in your innocent sight
Embrace me with your arms so warming
Kiss me with your lips so hot
Let me caress your cheeks like life
Keep me in your bosoms knot
Be myself and be my wife
Be like a spring, like a cherished bloom
Be like a bride in bridal room
Col Muhammad Khalid Khan
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
What a happy death - being killed by love! But it's not really death. Through love, we are reborn onto a new plane. I enjoyed reading your poem.