Drunk from the wine of day <br />And from the sorrows of tomorrow <br />I haven’t found the right words to say <br />Or the form of courage I may borrow <br />From the stirring wine of day <br />I have found the common words to say: <br />“Please don’t leave, please will you stay? ” <br /> <br />There’s no use in lying <br />Your face’s delicate contour <br />Kept my lips softly trying <br />To please the nymph soul those lips bore <br />Pleasing, soothing, softly to the core <br /> <br />With every tender kiss, soft embrace <br />My heart was screaming, yearning for more <br />My eyes lurked, explored, secretly prying <br />I tried to taste every bit from that face I adore<br /><br />Lekë Loshi<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/wine-of-day/
