Yemeni Song

as honey blends with milk
we come together in
the quiet velvet night

you are pale silk scarves
wrapping a thousand roses,
jasmine in the warm wind

you put the sweet almond cake
on my lips, place the wet
strings of your hair in my hands

your eyes weep the rain,
your breath blows the wind,
I am the wet petals you scatter -

dew drops and butterflies
in yellow sunshine whisper
these love words - I can not.

- Gary C. Wilkens