Profound are they whose words hurt
Or heal and make us whole.
Ever lyrically stripping us bare
To reveal our deepest thoughts.
Sweet, the souls of rhyme.

As honey billows from a hive
Words satisfy my mind
The sweetest dew breathed out of mouths
Mists my skin in Eros
My heat rises and bubbles the molasses in my head
Slow hands stir its thick syrup and enjoys its warmth and feel
Caressing down my cheeks
On my tongue and into my lips
harmony pleases my inner itch

Far away across the seas ...
Oceans and mountains...
Crossing all walls and barriers .
Where the dates dance in bunch
To the tunes of the Arabian breeze
Goes my heart...
To meet the beat of my heart...
And celebrate togetherness !!