lay loon bahoN main tumain lagaatay tera sar apne par
khusbhoo se bhara garm-garm apni cHaati par
zubaan dabaatay spandun se loon tera naam
aur pee loon teray shreer ki ubhalti vaasna
lait jaaon tere saath, gaal se gaal, pairon se sar tuk
aur choomti rahoon tumain teray bolnay tuk
mohabt k lafz, befkoofi, khawaabon, bina matlab k paglay lafz
meethay, koo-koo kartay mohabat kartay parindon k lafz
taa k tum poocHo k hamesha kya karogi aisi mohabat muje
aur mera jawaab: marnay tuk karoongi, karoongi tuje
-to be continued
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To clasp you now and feel your head close-pressed,
Scented and warm against my beating breast;
To whisper soft and quivering your name,
And drink the passion burning in your frame;
To lie at full length, taut, with cheek to cheek,
And tease your mouth with kisses till you speak
Love words, mad words, dream words, sweet senseless words,
Melodious like notes of mating birds;
To hear you ask if I shall love always,
And myself answer: Till the end of days;
To feel your easeful sigh of happiness
When on your trembling lips I murmur: Yes;
It is so sweet. We know it is not true.
What matters it? The night must shed her dew.
We know it is not true, but it is sweet—
The poem with this music is complete.
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