My hungry lips commenced to talk
To your lips in language hungry,
As my tongue began to unlock
The well of your language sundry,
Necking your North African mounds,
Halting at your salving shell pink,
To sip and sup your winy words
And faint and wake and rise and sink
In the waking sleep of your fire
To pen my Sufi desire,
And die in the dunes of your body.
© LazharBouazzi
Oct 5, 2018
Oct 5, 2018 at 6:26 PM UTC
My hungry lips commenced to talk
To your lips in language hungry,
As my tongue began to unlock
The well of your language sundry,
Necking your North African mounds,
Halting at your salving shell pink,
To sip and sup your winy words
And faint and wake and rise and sink
In the waking sleep of your fire
To pen my Sufi desire,
And die in the dunes of your body.
© LazharBouazzi
