When I kissed her neck, she was blown.
The seed of love in her heart, was sown.
When I kissed her cheek, she was pleased.
The place in my heart, her love seized.
When I kissed her forehead, she was poetry.
I was as happy as I won a lottery.
ATLAST !
When I kissed her lips, she was beauty.
Cherishing and gazing is my only duty.
By-Himanshu Tobaria
The seed of love in her heart, was sown.
When I kissed her cheek, she was pleased.
The place in my heart, her love seized.
When I kissed her forehead, she was poetry.
I was as happy as I won a lottery.
ATLAST !
When I kissed her lips, she was beauty.
Cherishing and gazing is my only duty.
By-Himanshu Tobaria
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