Layla and Me - Prose of Ramadhan Part 13

How would it be, If I was all alone in this world,

Save for Layla and me? (Ramadhan Verses #10)

I waited for my son to sleep,

Until I too fell asleep,

Only to awake to Layla

Calling me as she sighed her yearning

In the nightly drizzle and her breath

Opening and shutting the door

Of my bedroom which I leave

Open for her, and only her.

I slipped away from Mikhail in repose

And disposed of my attachments,

To walk into Layla’s embrace -

The darkness of the night,

The stillness of her face,

Feeling only her words

Enveloping me,

And her tears falling

Unto my skin as rain.

I stumble for words

But only this question remained,

How would it be,

If I was all alone in this world,

Save for Layla and me?

I waved goodbye to Iqbal

Who saw me in my

Nightly wandering

With my unseen

Host.

And I returned to Layla,

Walking into her twilight tears

Into the sight of Her delight,

And shyly, I drew my shirt aside

To expose my right shoulder

To her rain and her wind,

As the Prophet once did,

But me as a courtier,

In service

Of my loving Queen.

wa min Allah at-taufiq