Proper Relief Poem by Colonel Muhamad Khalid Khan

Proper Relief
My sweetheart please release me from tresses trap
Let me forget about the taste of your juicy cheeks
Before I leave you my beloved please take me in lap
Love in trance dances on your wonderful peaks

I spent all time in physical love let taste spiritual fact
Let me be in the company of lord for proper relief
Let me be in chain of love to hold the real divine pact
My sweetheart my beloved you are my real belief

Reality is but real light with all its facets and shades
Let me be the part of that to be more pure and chaste
I may be on the alter or cut by saw or be cut in blades
If you ask me I may not be able to explain the taste

Col Muhammad Khalid Khan
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