Her Choice
Beauty is her choice, she loves beauty,
Matching is her choice she loves fruity.
Make up, hair style and lovely dressings,
Eye brow, eye lids, lips and cheeks restrings.
Ear rings, necklaces, rings and bengals,
A purse, stockings, a skirt and sandals,
How does she look like when walk her steps?
A mirror reflects on eyes when she likes trips.
She walks with open eyes to see a handsome,
A lovely and charming lad who offers rum.
Watches her eyes and trying to touch her heart,
He loves to pin point when he plays dart.
What do you think about this lovely evening?
Wind is blowing cool body is catching a sting.
Let’s go to dance and we can eat little later,
They had gone together to pay tip to a waiter.
Copyright © Daljit Khankhana | Year Posted 2005
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