My Beloved

My beloved Jinnatul hossain You like braided hair if you weave belly flower light there. I will be intoxicated by the beauty of your hair, I know your momentary arrival will make me sleepless, so will my love for you stop. If love ends at your arrival, how can I love you. Beloved, reading your toll is that cheek, it is like a magic trick to surprise. What is the answer to my instability? What will ever be seen is this inertia broken. I am not a character in a story called Romeo, nor a nameless feeling written in the ink of a prayer, "Will you give me the price of this good house?" Do you have anything to say conscience? However, are you the reason for the tears in my trembling eyes ???? I'm so surprised to see you, I get a big smile because you don't understand so many stupid emotions. Whether you like it or not, I would sit alone and draw you in my mind