[03] Love 1 Poem by Ashraful Musaddeq

Someday I will certainly touch your hand
In the open street whether it is day or night
If the spring comes this is my promise
There is no molecule of fear in the mind

I will tell you directly that I love you
Come lady keep your head on this chest

Love you but why such fear walks on mind
Is there any mistake Allah knows certainly
Don't care if error occurs— want and love her
Blue light crawls into the mind-forest of spring

Listen babe girl you are as if color brush
Sit very close to me that am not flirt at all