Full With Grapes
My beloved is like an ivy vine full with grapes
Her taste flavor and fragrance is my real asset
Her wonderful curves bloom in beautiful shapes
What innocent crimes can be committed forget
Like morning breeze when you touch my face
Caressing of your hands make me to kiss you
I love you with all your charms, style and grace
My love passion grows and tells me to pursue
Your enchanting beauty when takes me in arms
I pray for my fortune to celebrate my real love
We have left our stations and now follow norms
My sweetheart my beloved my innocent dove
Col Muhammad Khalid Khan
Copyright 2016 Golden Glow
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