Wanna Be Your Booming Onlooker Than Bankrupt Sponsor

Your beauty beats whole lot said to be beautiful why God seldom appears in public ? God fears your decorum outsmarts his glow you gravitate everything even the 'black hole' of the universe your moves make melody in my moments your eyes are my entrance gates into deepest ocean to tickle the feet of the earth tallest Himalayas to shoulder the stretch of sky your glimpses dance on every cell of air that goes by me all objects they meet me eyes opened, I see you eyes closed, I feel you unfortunate to utter my eyes are okay to embrace you my dreams are afoot to decorate you my aim is seated to welcome you nonetheless... my wallet can't withstand your weight my back succumbs to carry your beauty's basket so is the cause my love... I wanna be your booming onlooker than bankrupt sponsor