Innocence slept within her,
Didn't like to pretend...
Zestful was the nature,
I just hoped it would never ever end...
Rosy lips but no dimples,
I never wanted to lose them from my hands...
'Coz I nearly wrote the feelings of mine,
On the timely sand...
Afraid of the dark,
And the day afraid of her...
I love her so much,
Always want her to be near...
Never thought I would get,
Such a lovely face on my arm...
Changed my life,
As she became my lucky charm...
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Nice poem. Rich in depth and imagery. Beautifully conceived. I rate it 10. Thanks for sharing..... Please read and rate my poem 'A humble complaint' on page 2.