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As long as I can hear the sweet melody of your words, I need not; The angel’s secret, to be whispered in my ears As long as I can lace your silky fingers round my own, I need not; Pretty diamonds, nor big cash nor gold As long as I can watch the handsome sunshine of your face, I need not; Open skies, nor snowfall, nor the rain As long as I can gaze into the emeralds of your eyes, I need not; New colors, new wings or paradise As long as I can feel the tender tickle of your breath, I need not; The drifting wind, nor its call, nor caress As long as I can feel your soft lips upon mine, I need not; Melted sugar, nor the most expensive of wines As long as I can feel your warm body close to me I need not; A blanket, nor a bonfire's luxury As long as I can see you every morning I wake, I need not; A mirror, nor a cloud, nor shade As long as I can keep you in every petal of memories I need not: Dreams, nor desires, nor fantasies And as long as I can hold you in every moment that I breathe, I need not; Oxygen, nor blood, nor heartbeats.
Sanober Khan
may my faith always beat the end of the daylike a hummingbird...returningto its favorite flower.
Sanober Khan
i will forever be collidingwith a billion unnamedundiscovered stars, each of uson our own orbital paths.
Sanober Khan
Love, bemysticalas the flickering blue flameof nightas the fully-awokenmoonbeneath cobwebsof passing cloudsamidst chantinghigh-tidesfuzzy,as my blanketbig enough to illuminate a hundredthousand billion galaxiesand just small enough to fitinto my embrace.
Sanober Khan
love was never meant to bejust a metaphorbetween the pages of poetry.
Sanober Khan
when i write of you, my deari am holding youin the most exquisiteways.
Sanober Khan
A poem in the heart is worthmore than a million dollarsin the bank account.
Sanober Khan
You touched my heart...ever so softlyand I realizedtears had never been...merely saltand the rainOh the Rain!had never been merely water.
Sanober Khan
sometimes i am not sure.if i am writing the poemor the poemis writing me.
Sanober Khan
Poems are soft kitten furs. smoothing out the rough edges of my world.
Sanober Khan
it is to be savored like a seabreeze-whispereddream...in the mysteriousblue minutesbefore dawnlike a secretinfatuation.... like slowlanguorous sipsof green tea... like a lingeringglimpsea self-wrappedparadiselike his name upon my lips.
Sanober Khan
this life has been a landscape of painand still,flowersbloom in it.
Sanober Khan
...and so many colorsI will have seen...the menacing greysand pine greensthe soft pink and purplesof springand summer blueand so many otherswithout you.
Sanober Khan
I do not want to sleepfor fear I might miss the twinkle of the brightest starfor fear I may never knowhow the moon glimmers, in the darkest hour.
Sanober Khan
Look, moonI turned silver for you.
Sanober Khan
someday i will walk under the soul-blossom tree with my hand eternally woven in yours.
Sanober Khan
there have been morningsso quiet and tenderlike a poem, on Thursday's lipsthat I wonderedif I'd been kissed at all...
Sanober Khan
I want you to crave the crisp ocean breezeas much as I do.I want your soul to beas rain-swept as mine.
Sanober Khan
As the sky prepares to settle its tired, aching feetinto the night’s velvet slippersI settle, into my armchair, soaking the teabag,of my thoughts, into warm liquidy stars.
Sanober Khan
I live there...Far above the song-filled clouds,where the dewdrops touch my skin so bareI live there.
Sanober Khan
kisses happenwhen my morning blueberry muffin sails slowly upon my savoring tongue.
Sanober Khan
i can’t always tell what’s betterlong drivesin the star-spangled desertsor long walksalong winding tea gardens.
Sanober Khan
I am a baby, I am a child, I am the innocent wonder in my eyes I am a glimpse, I am a sign, of someone I can be, someone I might I am not one, I am not two, but I am a million things entwined I am a piece, I am a slice, strung together by the yarns of time.
Sanober Khan
Give mea moon-blanket nightto keep me warma long-gone smileto comfort mea pair of rain-blue eyesto haunt mea simple soul...to love me.
Sanober Khan
let me diefrom having being drunk onindigo skies, my liver...overflowing with stars.
Sanober Khan
I live there...where the birds are infiniteeverywherewhere they fleeit's a place your eyes can wanderbut never seeWhere everyone accepts me,Without any pretenseIt's a place your mind can picturebut never really comprehend.
Sanober Khan
I blink January’s lashesand gush down December’s cheeks
Sanober Khan
Maybe life is all about twirling under one of those midnight skies, cutting a swathe through the breeze and gently closing your eyes.
Sanober Khan
when i speak to youi speak as thoughi am offering a rosein your hand.
Sanober Khan
the ocean mist engulfs me, like a lifetime’s friendship honored.
Sanober Khan
the sapphire depthof my own love...startlesand warmsand wounds my soul.
Sanober Khan
some poems frothand foam and rise...out of my morning cup ofmist-sweetened coffee.
Sanober Khan
At the end of the day all we ever need is something that helped pass the time and something that keeps time from passing.
Sanober Khan
Like a speeding trainI am passing by...I don’t knowwhere I’m headingwith whom or whyall I know is thatI will never, everpass from here againall I know is I’m skidding forwardon this track of life.
Sanober Khan
I am a tale, I am a book, written in different languages and styles I can’t be read, can’t be understood,neither by me nor the greatest of minds I am too big, I am too small, to be processed or seen by the naked eyeI am too dim, I am too bright, to appear in the shadows or the sunshine.
Sanober Khan
leave me a smilejust warm enough...to spend a milliongolden afternoons in.
Sanober Khan
I wouldn't mindif life left me...winglessburnt to cindersripped by stormsscattered...like weedscelestially woundedwithout cherry blossomsto perish withbut I would crywith head held in my handsif it left me...unfulfilled.
Sanober Khan
for all I can really do isstand herein September’s rainsavoring…soaking it all inslipping..and simplyholding on to poetryfor dear life.
Sanober Khan
Drink in the moon as though you might die of thirst.
Sanober Khan
Look athow deeply flawedwe areand yet capable of lovingso perfectly.
Sanober Khan
May the nights always be aglowwith the bliss of the daywith unharmed hands and feetand kissed cheeks.
Sanober Khan
Love me...with all the abandonof a sudden wild rain.
Sanober Khan
I have woken up…quite sloshedfrom night-mingled rainsa little drugged, by mountain fogsI have been kidnappedfor years....by a mere kiss.
Sanober Khan
the time will come, my dearwhen I will hold you closeand all will beright againin the world.
Sanober Khan
You should be more carefulwhen you move, my dearwhat with you...spilling moonlightinto my poem, with a mereflick of your hand.
Sanober Khan
i am so crammedfull of fearsthat if you were to touch me i might eitherfly or break.
Sanober Khan
slow down, oh sweet tearsflowing nectar...down my lashes' tipssomedaysomeone will kiss you away,even before you can reach my lips.
Sanober Khan
funny how our heartswere designed to loveso fiercely.but break ever so gently.
Sanober Khan
fierce lovers.and battle warriorsboth comefrom the same place. there is bound to be,some bloodshed.
Sanober Khan
you make autumn misttaste like champagne and turn winter raininto the elixir of life itself.
Sanober Khan
my love is a winter’s mistgently dissolvingthrough the windowat the nape of your neck.
Sanober Khan
my lovefor youwill always belike a mountain stream.quiet. persistent. continuous.
Sanober Khan
when whisperedwhat an exquisitesong, it makes-your name.
Sanober Khan
savorwith methe lushnessof a lingering sleep...and last night’sdream.
Sanober Khan
There is a moon,that rests in the quiet cornersof a lover’s lips.
Sanober Khan
poets. have the toughest jobin the universe-of turning silenceinto eloquence.
Sanober Khan
i am permanentlytannedin the summer of poetry.
Sanober Khan
violent storms. and beautiful smiles. both have electricity. both are equally destructive in nature.
Sanober Khan
you areas fleetingly beautifulas a mother’s tearsand a father’s pranksa brother’s bachelorhoodand a best friend’s bad mooda bride’s glittering jittersand a handsome stranger’s smile.
Sanober Khan
she's gotoceanstucked awayin her hairpoems swimunder her skin.
Sanober Khan
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