Purity Of Our Passion Poem by Aadil Hingorjo

Everything is not wrecked
It's recommended to the rhyme of us
Ardently amazing you and attuned I
Feeling inside your beats
Against my own will
Against your own hour
I keep on walking
Walking to your street, O love
Embraced to your body
Unearthed to your spirit
Outside, there is hardly any way
Separate so far yet hugged
Swimming in each other's intensity
Solely in your love, Faat
See, the night is staring at us
Fires in our breathes
Falling into your arms
And the opening of your chest
I lie there; I enter there
This merging makes it alive
It moves your sleepy self
It underscores my existence
Imprinted on your beauty
Right there on your belly
Ah,
It is reaching in the depths
Letting it flow; letting it restore
We fill and we stand by each other
With our eyes romancing with wisdom
With aching streams,
Pleased to the purity of this passion
Love, you and I finally feel the breeze...