My love, early in the morning
When the first rays of the sun
Came across my silky pink curtains,
To touch my cheeks,
I saw in them your face
Glowing with colors of the rainbow.
I made some steaming tea in my cup
And sat down in my open terrace
Amidst the ferns and the colorful orchids
And the wind arabesque
Whistled your name teasingly at me.
I looked at the sky,
The clouds winked at me, replete with joy
And they sang soft and intoxicating hymns,
All connected to you and your deeds
Of bravery and compassion,
While the bees and the butterflies
Hovered around, unraveling wonders
Of the charms of your soul
And the beauties of your heart.
I saw in them your eyes,
Beaming with hues of love.
I went to relax in my bathtub
And millions of bubbles,
Appearing, disappearing and reappearing again
Touched my whole body,
Its valleys and its mounts,
Its streams and its crevices,
Making me soft as rose petals,
Making me moan
With unspoken wishes
And in each bubble,
I saw your lips,
With the fire of desire.