In love's essence, I now impart,
Where senses awaken, a feeling takes start.
In realms beyond grasp, where magic resides,
If I were to paint the war my heart hides,
And battles that rage within my mind's keep,
With your love, the story would start to creep.
For passionately, my love takes its flight for you,
While softly for him, a gentler hue.
Yet steadily his love, a constant embrace,
Yours, a volcano, with shifting space.
In his eyes, my children, a future I see,
In yours, my blessing, wild and free.
He, the Adam of his kind, true and bold,
And you, a wonder, beyond mind's hold.
He acts as for all men, steady and sure,
But in you, a tether to a sweet, burning lure,
A sensation profound, in myth and in lore,
Tied to love as a twin, forevermore.
In it, love flourishes, my demons find peace,
Yet his smile holds a garden, where worries cease,
With trees, sun, and breeze, where I freely may roam,
In my being, his blessing, a comforting home.
I can be his truly, my whole self laid bare,
But with you, I am only mine, beyond compare.
Yet, in your eyes, a forest deep and vast,
Within its embrace, a cabin held fast.
In that book-filled cabin, where silence takes hold,
Our souls in a dance, a story unfolds,
An eternal music, where hearts understand,
And our actions as language, hand in hand.
A silence then broken by love's tender sigh,
A moan that the moon and the stars yearn nearby!
A moan that ignites in my heart such a plea,
That nothing beyond it could ever tempt me.
The scent that engulfs me, a delightful art,
Please, oh, I vowed, no more begging would start,
But here I implore, my spirit takes flight,
Steal me, my heart, and my wandering mind's light.
My soul longs for yours, where blessings reside,
Yet to Allah I leave my deepest tide,
For He is the knower, the wisest, the best,
In His infinite knowledge, my truest request.