The limpid curtins fluttered lazily as the wind teased them with grace,
The gentle breeze kissed my face as the sun stole glimpse of the room with its rays,
And through their clear veil I caught glimpsing sights of a view that made my heart flutter,
But not lazily like the cutains rather wildly like a galloping horse in a expanse field.

I drew closer to drink more of my guilty pleasure from a distance,
Even though I was in the right yet it felt wrong to drink him in as I did,
Bonded in conjugal bliss but still all too strange to be this close to him,
But none the less I still drank endlessly of him in attempt to fill my insatiable appetite.

Musing in the field, his presence seemed so far removed from this terrestrial world,
So much so that even his chiseled profile looked so soft and surreal in the glow of the sun,
He caught sight of me and sent a smile my way and like I had never been smiled at before,
I blushed senselessly and hide my face.

He must have smiled, he must have laughed, he must been amused by my childish little act,
But when I dared to peep again, he only turned his full attention my way and stared with a glorious smile on his face,
I smiled in return and said a little prayer in the corner of my heart,
"Blessed be the One who made the sun, the moon, the earth and today, and He also made the man who stole my gaze, Muhammad."




© Bint Abdul-Quossem