My Proposal (Old Style) Poem by Gokul Saravanan

When she turns,
to show her face,
My heart burns,
gone without a trace,
When she does a cute l'tle smile,
I fly into the air across a mile,
Her gestures are so convincing,
even the gods would've sat thinking,
The words off her l'tle mouth,
like the west winds towards the south,
I would sacrifice all my time,
if only she were all mine,
I dont know what others think,
my fate was written with ink,

{The best of my proposals..! ! }

I was bound to love you,
no matter what,
I vow to keep you,
in my heart...
i n m y h e a r t....
i n m y h e a r t.....