Rosy Lips Dream Girl

In which material you made of; rosy lips dream girl, God himself is confused; it is a daydream or real. Your pale white skin; glitters like well polished marble, Pearls fall nice from your heart whelming chuckle. Your twinkle twinkle eyes; look like lightening among cloud, Tears got banned there; only sweet dreams are allowed. Stirring passionate thought; you can steal guy’s attention, Deer like your rhyming walk is signature of your fashion. Framing naughty pretty deal; your eyes talk nice, You can burn every heart in a single wicked smile. If your feet will be slipped; you will be losing your goal, Treasure your beauty locking mind with heart and soul. Within silky dense hair; your face shines like diamond, You are made only for a king to illuminate his kingdom. In which material you made of; rosy lips dream girl, God himself is confused; it is a daydream or real. ==============================================