She says I kissed her on the roof
Will she be able to give me proof
She is tasty just like a butter loaf
Do any one think I am just goof
I want to see her cheeks with a sign
Which intoxicated me to take the wine
Now my gift of kiss asked her mine
Do what I did that was good and fine
Let me take her again in my arms
Beauty seeks clarity and not norms
Love is so bold that it itself informs
This is just a lovely look which charms
My beloved my sweetheart be mine
Let me take another sip of the wine
Let your beauty be on love line
Let me be yours and let you be mine
Col Muhammad Khalid Khan
Copyright 2015 Golden Glow
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