If She Would Be Mine
Around the whole world,
The gesture of her is spread,
Her essence made me.
Her essence made me,
Essence as watery eyes,
Had stuck me at her.
Her essence made me,
Essence as her silky hairs,
Which odour lilly.
Her essence made me,
Essence as of her smooth lips,
And lips like a rose.
Her essence made me,
Essence as her pillow cheeks,
Like a white blue cloud.
Her essence made me,
Her heart essence what made me,
If she would be mine.
Copyright © Meetkumar Tailor | Year Posted 2022
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