Woman of secrets, burning with the moon's same.
Dark as seaweed's scent, rich as earth and night,
What ancient truth lies hidden in your light?
What primal pulse, what ancient dark,
Does man encounter when senses spark?
Ah, Love—a voyage through seas and stars,
Through breathless air and stormy scars.
Love is a war where lightning ignites,
Where bodies fall, surrendering to sweet delights.
Kiss by kiss, I trace your infinite land,
Your rivers, your valleys, under my hand.
And a fire, deep and fierce, takes flight,
Racing through veins, igniting the night.
In the heart of this dark, our bodies collide,
We burn as light, where shadows reside.
Imran Nazeer
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