Under this silent <br />Long eloquence <br />Of your sweet <br />Wet glances <br /> <br />Your pulpy lips <br />Perfumed, roseate <br /> <br />Brushing the bright blue <br />Of my immense, and infinite <br />Heavens, to the carmine cadence <br />Of my heartbeat, that softly whispers <br />To you, those freshly flowering feelings <br /> <br />In the rainbow colored, springtime gardens <br />Of love, where my heart yearns for your lips<br /><br />Nizamettin Esen Haymanali<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/your-roseate-lips/
