Good Night My Wife

So come kiss me and say good night, Before the moon goes full and bright, The eye lids blinking envied peeps, To see your face in charming sleep. Your hands, the warmth, it comfort me, Your eyes, the pearls from lovely sea, Their shyness sing and dance to heart, No king or god shall see its art. To hold your gentle skin to chest, And lie on lap in complete rest, Your pretty blossom face I kiss, And dreaming places, holy bliss. Your scent of roses bring me forth, This pleasant chill from mountains north, Your face that shine and smile with sun, Reminds me of the love I won. The western winds shall blow for you, To fill your hairs with shining dew, Your sparkling face bring back to life, My soul I took with hunters knife. But dying soul then lives again, From death and night by breaking chain, Your love keeps calling back to life, To hear you sing, my charming wife. ©Anees Rahman