She Is Prostitute

That was the first time I see you And I fell in love with you I don't know your name and you But I felt there was a great bond between me and you I am little shy as I never talked to girls And I was little nervous and I missed that chance Next Day, I found her in my house And I was very happy and dancing in my heart But she was a prostitute So what? I am still in deep love with her She was coming every weekend To share the bed with my housemates But I am still happy that I can see her And I never think her as a prostitute Everybody laughed at me When I said I am in deep love with her But I don't mind I am just in a need of her And She is a prostitute So what? I can die for her One fine day , I proposed her She was surprised and said ''Everybody need me just for one night And I had physical relation with n number of men Then Why you love me?'' But how can I say her Love is just not a physical relationship I never loved your body And I loved your soul Which is n times pure than n number of men Though She is a prostitute So what? I am loving her more than my life