My Dream Girl Poem by Fatima Obaid

prettier than pearl
pure than water
dressed in a fine silk
walking beside river of milk
under the trees of bunched grapes
cant be crumpled because of wrap
wrap of simplicity and truth
enhancing the whole scene
scene of beauty and love
I'll surely fall in the valley of love
her lips be like a flower of pink
the broad black eyes blink
will make me sink and sink
in dark blue love's ink
we will have a drowsy drink
but there it will not be a sin
we will sit side by side
without any pride
our love will never get hide
i will gonna meet you after i die
in the world of paradise
there my dream girl surely arise