Spell of Love
Spell of love sneaks through your dress
Beauty has its own charm to celebrate
From all your charms you do impress
From heart to heart let be love associate
What eyes see and what time to debar
Will take its shape just in the times to come
Beauty remains beauty with weapon of war
It is source of happiness in life troublesome
My heartiest heart, my heartbeat, my symphony
Your music flows to make me dangle and dance
You are solace of heart, you are like harmony
My love my sweetheart with you I can't take chance
Col Muhammad Khalid Khan
Copyright 2019 Love is Love
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