My Day

Over quivering lips ruby! On blaze, the curls dense, deep and dark Flare of gentle glow on puffs two Calling intricate wish O God! And frozen wine in fragile cups Breaching my trust, my word and verse Caressing these beats, this moon face Over my head, what harm to me! At dawn, the appeal of my pen At dusk, a sip of my goblet At mid- night a sigh of my size Engulfs me like poem and pain On the page of my face vivid A flame of love puts me on ash And the wind from my nearby sea Lift my dust to nosh stars above.