Lovers forget not
The taste of life
Lovers had rather not
Forget that haven, so safe
In the arms of the Beloved
Kisses tend to be craved
Eyes tend to remain closed
Hands flutter like butterflies
Foolishness flies over the skies
The taste of life
Lovers had rather not
Forget that haven, so safe
In the arms of the Beloved
Kisses tend to be craved
Eyes tend to remain closed
Hands flutter like butterflies
Foolishness flies over the skies
And unsteady becomes the gaze!
Lovers smile not
When the Beloved runs
The world may have a thousand suns
And bubble like boiling hot
Still empty remains that cave
As falling in deep love
Is not the call of the knave
That who shines only in his essence
A beloved emanating radiance
A lover left craving for his magnificence!
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