nazuk

oh how my love, i see you wearing
the sky amidst your eyelids
and oh the sunset on your lips
that oh my love, is home
to the sweetest smile
that oh my love, i’ve ever felt

oh how the simplicity to your eyes
speaks reflections, just like the one behind you
for oh my love, it is the light in you
that gave birth, to what we know today as; the moon

oh how my love, you seem to soothe, all of me
with the heart
that oh my love, beats in you
and oh how my love, all it took
to feel all that I never really do
was just by holding your hand in mine

and that alone seemed enough
for me to love;
for me to write.

oh my love, we may bow; to not one
nor we may belong to, within the same barriers
that may divide this land, where we live in

but oh my love
nothing man made
will let the feeling of love waver in me
for anyone; no matter where they reside

oh my love, let not our conflicting narratives
let this poetry of mine
feel any different
just because two oh so close, never could become one

oh my love, these words that oh i write
are not known to all that lies in me
for no vein, could carry
them, outside the heart

what brought them to life, was the quill with which i wrote
as i felt more, oh i wrote more
for oh the palm that held your smile
told me all about you, and oh my love
i couldn’t resist, but write

oh my love, this poetry of mine
may become one of very few
i’d write in a book of my own
with a place, just for you; somewhere

once blank; now fragrant
for that is how beautiful, you feel
that is how i see you; someone worthy

to whom, I’d leave nothing a curiosity

for oh I’d build with you

raise, with you

die, beside you.

with love