The Night In Soft Arms Poem by Nazim ZarSinner

Lights were shining as stars shine with blue glimpses;
The bed was adorned with red rose's petals so fragrant!
Pleasant moments waiting for a person sick of love;
The feelings I bore in my mind, can I tell? I can't.

The coffee cup waiting for someone to pick it up!
The mirror at that wall watching man's eternal bliss!
Time forgot, the face remembered, hands in hands, so soft!
The preface to love book was just Lip's simple kiss!