You are like red sea in a rough mood
Excellence of your beauty makes you more rude
Your innocence and youth make you more crude
Fire of love makes your beauty more nude
Your curly hair makes my heart up and down
This warrants beauty to wear the love crown
Your white color overcomes my brownish brown
No eyes ever seen a beauty you in the town
My body always carries you like my soul
Love has determined your beauty as a goal
I sparkle on your face like a sparkling mole
I am a naughty child your are a cutey doll
Col Muhammad Khalid Khan
Copyright 2015 Golden Glow
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