Bid On My Love
Bid on my Love
Reaching at the top of the Himalayas, beholding a rose as red as purified celestial blood
I’ll promise to share even the last breath with you; even if my heart is filled by cloud;
Kneeling down at you, with no space backward between me and infinity, I’d bid my love
Priceless, but it’s my soul that can bid life for your redolent, pearly smile as pure as a dove.
Copyright © Tasmina Hayat Khan | Year Posted 2015
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