Wake oh love
For morning has come
Draped in desire
Upon this barren land
The sun rises in the distance
Like waves of gold
Shimmering across the sky
Your lips bear fruits
Like orchards in a desert
Desire and guilt
Guides me towards you
You rise like a ballerina
Only to be engulfed in destiny
Your eyes
Your dark brown eyes
Dances in the morning light
Your voice wakes the birds
From the nests
In jealousy
I smile mesmerized
In love
Completely
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
the morning is shined with the friendly love! // beautiful poem penned