Arabic Nights Poem by Daleen Enslinstrydom

Moonlight nights with you reminds me
of hot Arabic nights that are wonderful and sweet
where the aromas of cinnamon and spices fill all the senses
and on our carpet leading to the marriage bed
rose petals are scattered everywhere,
and there is the promise
of earthly pleasures and fulfilment in the air
and a fire flickers in the corner

with the scent of vanilla and incense lingering
and somebody playing guitar in distance
as if the song is especially for us
and it's as if we are acting out a play,
senses are awakened
and we are bewitched in every moment
as if we are caught in a dream
and everything in me
is awakened and aroused by your touch
that binds me forever.

While the moon streams in though my bedroom's window
and the wind blows fragrant air from the garden
I awake from my dream
are aware of romance, the smells of the East,
of cinnamon and sandalwood
but I am still alone in my bed
and this is how we meet
at night in my dreams.