My hands like God <br />The chapel of Michelangelo <br />When I carved the body <br />I slept with the dead <br />Your contours did I visualize <br />While waiting for the moment <br />The damsel in visions <br />Pouring into the goblet <br />Last night when I wiped <br />Tears from her eyes <br />A childish play she said <br />Her love with me <br />To the dust I wished <br />I had deep in earth <br />The angst in me <br />For yet in love thou want <br />Heart to heart she said <br />Am angel not nor a prince <br />A king of her heart nor a Romeo <br />What thou art thou art my love <br />Cage me like a nightingale in spring <br />Like Joseph in prison but shall I not <br />O Lord give me wisdom to see <br />Read the dreams and signs decipher <br />The princess Indian from my touch if so <br />Breathe love unto her and quench her thirst <br />A pleading in my humble being how I <br /> <br />On the beach last night I waited long <br />Long was the night and longer the day <br />23/1/2009<br /><br />Sadiqullah Khan<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/slow-the-love-long-night/
