Oh, dear love in nights of old
Your sweet sour sting over my lips
Deep in the Old City's bar, cold
Shivers my decayed spine with your tips
With emerald green, you gaze and stun
Death far in the horizon.
Golden streams erupts with love
Yet white as a spring's dove
For every occasion; a perfect lover
With your perfect kiss; a blusher.
Oh, my beloved Stella
Per sempre, la mia bella.
A refined poetic imagination, Ahmad M. You may like to read my poem, Love And Iust. Thank you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A beautiful love poem embellished with poetic rhyme and rhythm. Lovely and very passionate. Thanks for sharing Ahmad.