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my dear poet
My dear poet
Your soul surrenders somewhere,
Someone at lonely place awaits there.
Where heart beats like trumpets.
Your head remains on my chest.
Charms and feel your breast.
Breath expels off and on my chest.
You embrace me with your level best.
God creates both handsome.
My nose rubs your skins of breast.
Heartbeats repeat.
Only love and love between us.
Soul inspires.
Fly like birds in the sky.
You think only for me and thy.
Saroj khan[sakha]
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