The midnight blue
And a starry night
For the night
With its immense vastness
Your appearance
Out of that darkness
With nothing else
But the mysterious feminine
The mist of love
Surrounding you
I can only feel you
I search the words
To describe
The appearance
Like an archangel
But before I loose consciousness
To the softness of your lips
The kiss devine
Iabandone myself into a fantasy world
Or is it you?
Let me drink
My love
From the winecups of your lips
Sadiqullah Khan
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/wine-cups/
