I stole that kiss from you
With out you knew
The soft lips done
And the shine of your eyes
Without you knew
I stole the steps
On the green of the garden
Towards the roses
Without you knew
The heaves of your breast
The burning sighs
I stole your hands move
For temperance
I stole the auburn color
Of your hair
I stole the moments
From your life
To color my life
To decorate you in the corner
Of my heart
I stole some love from you
Islamabad
15/4/2010
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm! it was too sweet indeed...