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)