Your blunt edges of beauty cut me like a blade
But still my heart aspires to be under your shade
Love my sweetheart is neither barter nor trade
Even if every thing is lost but a lover is glade
Love is like an ember and beauty is like a flame
It needs sacrifice and is a deadly death game
Eyes are equally responsible but heart is to blame
It touches the edge of eternity then it is to acclaim
Let be honest in relation of curly hair and cheeks
Life starts dancing on green ocean and on peaks
The beauty starts glowing when kissed by streaks
When touched in trance then beauty lovingly speaks
Col Muhammad Khalid Khan
Copyright 2016 Golden Glow
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