“it is to be savored like a seabreeze-whispereddream...in the mysteriousblue minutesbefore dawnlike a secretinfatuation.... like slowlanguorous sipsof green tea... like a lingeringglimpsea self-wrappedparadiselike his name upon my lips.”
Sanober Khan“I want you to crave the crisp ocean breezeas much as I do.I want your soul to beas rain-swept as mine.”
Sanober Khan“At the end of the day all we ever need is something that helped pass the time and something that keeps time from passing.”
Sanober Khan“sometimes i am not sure.if i am writing the poemor the poemis writing me.”
Sanober Khan“when i write of you, my deari am holding youin the most exquisiteways.”
Sanober Khan“the sapphire depthof my own love...startlesand warmsand wounds my soul.”
Sanober Khan“when i speak to youi speak as thoughi am offering a rosein your hand.”
Sanober Khan“Look athow deeply flawedwe areand yet capable of lovingso perfectly.”
Sanober Khan“A poem in the heart is worthmore than a million dollarsin the bank account.”
Sanober Khan