A Nice Heart Poem by Md. Ziaul Haque
A Nice Heart
She speaks so softly,
As if the sweet breeze moved slowly,
Her heart is soft like the breast of a dove,
The more I see her, the more I am in love.
I feel like touching her,
I feel like kissing her,
I feel like confining her in my tight embraces,
I feel like chasing her in eternal races.
Perhaps I have madly fallen in love with her,
Perhaps she has turned into someone so dear.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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