Moments of lips look like a crescent

In the darkness of night,

When bangles of beautiful girl,

On her lovely delicate wrist,

Make sound like a flute,

She dithers on her couch like a fish ,

That one is dithering in little water,

Who has caught in net by fisher-man,

Anxiously waits like blowing of cold wind,

While missing his lover's flirting memory,

It all happened when someone felt love,

Like a twinkle star,

Who shines at midnight with cool light,

Door and windows of her dream room,

Opened and closed automatically,

Again and again with touching sound,

This moments of her Dream Palace,

Make melt like an ice,

When she turns her side on her couch,

Like adult and innocent girl,

Who look like a fairy of heaven,

On her soft bed of roses,

And missed in romantic lusts,

So chests of Angel beats fast,

Like her heart beats,

Neither I drink myself,

Nor wants to alive by myself ,

There is reason for drink wine,

Also have reason for alive,

I drink wine just for missing myself in lusts,

If I would have permission from you,

To ask a reason from you,

Why you make pose of your soft hair,

Over your lovely thin lips,

Beside your cute eyes,

Moments of lips look like a crescent,

Eyes are getting wet in happiness,

So dimples of your lovely cheeks felt ashamed,

If you would have reply for all this,

Just for Jojo johny,

Jojo.johny74 is my email,

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