Tuesday, May 27, 2014

The Nights of Endless Pleasure

The Nights of Endless Pleasure
by Rizwan Ahmed Memon


The summer nights
When we met
Were the nights
Of endless pleasure.
Sometimes the moon shined;
Sometimes it hid in the clouds.
Sometimes stars twinkled; 
Sometimes they disappeared.
Sometimes a cuckoo sang; 
Sometimes a firebird flew.
Sometimes the wind blew; 
Sometimes it rained.


The summer nights 
When we met 
Were the nights
Of endless pleasure.
Sometimes she hugged me; 
Sometimes she kissed. 
Sometimes she whispered in my ear; 
Sometimes she only looked at me.
Sometimes she slept; 
Sometimes she lay awake.
Sometimes she held my hands; 
Sometimes she let them go.

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