My Special Woman Poem by Saddam Husen

At a path through flowery xystum
Purposelessly hovered in gaiety maximum
Perfuming environment, with dear full hum
Even little silent disquieting.

Soft breeze on face splendor
Blinking and twinkled eyes like solitaire
Enchanted coral lip of knop quiver
Sweet tones make me elevating.

Took her by the hand and whisper
Exquisite spring aura we ignore
Just me and my special woman, however
Time was slowly rushing.

Alone, lost in one-another, till the day end
Though spring season still to come on land.