Sunburnt Poem by Naveed Khalid

Nothing in the world that by a shadow, my love,
Under the bower by thatch-eaves is run,
That to me my Lord hath revealed;
And not a mark in the moon-lit star
Be enough to prove I love thee so:
Behold! her enchanting looks so fair,
Of blushed roses her cheeks;
Melting violets mirrored beside,
A sunset by the evening sky;
Of myrtle wand her waking eye,
From summer's eve doth steal,
A JEWEL hung aloft the ghastly night.

(C) Naveed Khalid

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