In The Nights Like This One Poem by Aadil Hingorjo

With moonlit eyes, she arrests my existence
Like an staunch believer, I follow her line
By and by she begins breathing high
Unlayering our styles, we slide into each other
Within no time, there remains no duality
With free tresses, she recites her poems
She pierces into the cores of my streets
Speaking nothing yet endlessly unstoppable
Blunt but binding in each each of her move
She's so beautifully written storyline
Beckons me straight with her beaches
And slowly pulls with me her flowy rhymes
She's a little sip; she's the entire intoxication
Her intensity works solely with me
In the sleeping nights, she's attuned to my art
I feel her fire; I feel her flames surrounding me
And the imagery where she and I play together
Milky she, with musical melodies, captures me
Anxious and unsettled I owe my very self to her
Midnight's mystery, and the hearty history
In the nights like this one, she's my comrade!