Heart to Heart
Conversation from heart to heart will cease
From whispering winds the moment of love
Your presence in me is like a sweet breeze
Mellowing ever flowing stream from the above
Let be straight to see destiny and destination
Be just in my arms to give solace to my soul
Let us be not overtaken by real wild passion
Allow me to kiss just on your sweet black mole
These moments are but transitory to survive
But I will take you along from pace to pace
Let be frank to allow spirit of love to but revive
Let me be with you one on one face to face
Col Muhammad Khalid Khan
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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