Amorous Wishing
Golden dawn on the sunflower’s velvet breast
No bee but the silver ray touches its suave crest
Your silent eyes gaze through the window cell
Blowing silky hairs the breeze comes to the Dell
Your introvert wandering kisses the grasses silently
In the garden of work, the smiles whisper lovingly
There are many white papers under your busy hands
Where my staring chases the covered chest with bands
Thin the luscious lips where the pen spreads youthful ink
My lust peeps through the oblique glass of morning drink
Streaming petals ravish the drunkard mind to be one
No scent but your walking air embraces my lust to stun
No dawn but the velvet presence enthralls my blood
You are in me nothing else just a little sombrous flood
© Mahtab Bangalee
August 29, 2024, Chattogram
(Dedicated to dear colleague Rawa)
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