Zealous in your smile
on a beautiful Gracious morning
You are like a coat of many colour
that comes in a small parcel
Cultured by lovely vine
I take a bow in your sweetest form of nature
Careless whisper in time after time
Pure pretty gesture I see!
Precious than silver
While my eyes are fixed on you
Your shadow face, keeps the mind blown
Peripatetic in black top with detail openings
Revealing her lovely skin, along down a sky blue jean appeased by her petit body.
Come little closer,little love saved
And all I have to do is dream
Clownish in bowling price of love
with ebony eyes
Stoned mind playing tricks on me
till the blunt burn down
Her angelic smile like that of a morning sun
That strikes across the room.
©parvin_z
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