(by B.Bellete)
Like twin clouds- her full moon eyes float
Examine cautiously for a perfect landing spot
Up and down her lips fled, Ah! What a plight!
Surreptitiously, teeth shine as in the sunny day light
Her breasts pointed to his sly heart as missile
Ready to dry the pool, if he crosses the isle
What a great lull
Love always rule.
His eyes engaged in search of passionless realm
Fixed at her bosom to run through the blood stream
To destroy the barriers block 'em up as a bar
He walked to finish off the silent war
Love submit to the lover
Whatever may the degree of honor.
Face to face, ear to mouth, and eye to eye
He’s got surrendered no way he ever to deny
Whispered softly, “do you have a minute?’
Breathed through her ears as aroma of Eden’s mint
Mysterious divinely art
Run vividly in lover’s heart.
The question made its way as lightening flush
The intense of its current formed a thunderbolt blush
Seeing red flood gushing over her majestic face
Vanished his equal less courage and became helpless.
Love submit to the lover
Whatever may the degree of honor.
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