Love Poem from a Cup of Coffee to the Spoon that Stirs It

A poem inspired by the Arabic love poetry of Nizar Qabbani. Too niche to get published so I'm posting it for free. Includes a line from a poem by Qabbani found in the book "Arabian Love Poems".

Love Poem from a Cup of Coffee to the Spoon that Stirs It  

---after Nizar Qabbani

 

Each morning you stir in my liquid embrace,

each evening you caress me with your potent curve.

Daily you kiss me like ice kissing flame, your tuliped

face repaying bitterness with milk and sugar.

 

Be like a cunning and cowardly fish and dive into me!

Inscribe on me your love like runes writ on water.

Would I were tree-bark or bone of a tortoise,

so I could preserve the birth of your language!

 

Like the silver of a Holy kingdom’s coffers

you gleam, like the holy wisdoms of its mystics,

catching the light of the sun in your face,

your laughing lip holding that gleam as your own.

 

Show me the seasons, all one thousand and one of them,

become my mirror and teach me a world I don’t recognize.

You are my tutor, my judge and my jurors,

guiding me by the law of a beautiful new land.

 

For you I am fragrant, like an orchard of orange-trees,

for you I am nectar in the cup of your desire.

My mouth rings like a bell as you scrape my walls.

Your mouth presses to my mouth the trill of your song.

 

How dear you are, O lover of mine! Like ancient magic,

You scatter your sugar over my every blossoming.

You are a mystic reading futures in stars, in grains of

white sand. Your eyes prophesy doom by sweetest dilution.

Author's Note

Professionally unpublished but not looking for criticism.
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