Make My Skin Shine

Sweet sultry sweetness is never a goner

Chalices of compassion clink in our honour

I’ve drunk from a wine that won’t fit any glass

Slaughtering agony amidst the choral grass

While glancing to the heaven’s above

Blissful of perilous prices to be paid

Prancing and proceeding with Love

Amidst merry mistakes to be made

The devil sent an angel on his dragon riding

This bearer of many a glad tiding

Soaring on cozy carpets threaded with silver silk

Beaded with golden alabaster

Sinking deep in the heart of her grapefruits milk

Her essence coming faster

It’s from الله