the Girl.

Her lips remind me of blood

her looks makes me forget the hood

her hair waving all over her

the lust of it to have me cover

the taste of her kiss so sweet

how come a human be so discrete

i fall for her eyes so deep

they make me walk in my sleep

her hands so adoring

will a man ever find them boring?

Her face lit with the moon

i wish to have my lust filled soon

every day i come across a world

which starts and ends with what she hold

so i wish to have her bosoms

to make me go all in blossoms.

And i wish to go in peace

for she has left me not in a piece.

Khan Elie Gohar Durrani.
aliani4u@yahoo.com

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