SONNET 253
By JH Sayyar
Your soul commits crimes in leisure,
When my being; you forget at night,
You fall prey to lust in dark pleasure,
Smile on the face, the lovers’ termite,
Your sexual beauty deceives hearts,
Your coral breasts; pleasure to the old,
Your sunken eyes kiss fresh all parts,
Your hugging makes the cowards bold,
Your cold kiss in dark invites vulture,
In silky room flying at night with fray,
Searching dead in the modern culture,
Your crying invites sex from far away.
Your eyes tames hearts through eyes rays,
Burn all wishes your strong kissing craze
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