“Roze, roze”
I whispered and posed
For more lenient views
She might have few to offer
She is
Before my eyes
Not in dream
But a living beam
I can’t go that deep
As she is trying to keep
Her well measured
Simple and elegant posture
Yes her blue and green eyes
Simply stare and try
To reveal about secrets of her mind
I too probe more to find
As usual
I see more from her visual
She stands for love’s encounter
I say it with smile and she turns into laughter
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Lovely eyes! ! ! Beautiful ink tfs xoxoxo 1 hour ago by Angel mia LOVE to Roze
Smthng difrnt, vry nce Sir 2 hours ago by Randhir kaur Virdi to Roze
Lovely ink tfs xoxoxo 4 hours ago by Angel mia LOVE to Roze
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She stands for love’s encounter I say it with smile and she turns into laughter