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Muzaffar Saqib Aug 2020
I spend my nights thinking about you, beautiful,
Your ***** is ecstatic, your dreams are blissful,
My heart keeps on craving for a glimpse of your smile,
Your lips become a rose when they go poutful,
Life seems so simple when you are around,
It's resilient in real but with you it's cheerful,
Your cheeks make me feel euphoric,
Those are priceless and naturally blushful,
I don't know if it happens with you as well or not,
But the voice of you breathing is quite reposeful,
When you put your hand on your eyes and face on your pillow,
That view is so soothing and your expressions are delightful,
Then you put a finger at lips with a view of your teeth,
It seems a hell of seductive but it's still a bit bashful,
You are too perfect for a human being,
Your soul is rapturous, your body is dreamful,
My only dream is to see you free of all problems,
But for your love for myself, I'm still wishful,
It makes you feel sleepy and cheery at the same time,
Our facetime is funny as well as soulful,
Not having you in my arms is quite painful,
But I'm sure it'll be temporary coz I'm still willful,
Me being in your arms and kissing your lips with passion,
And my arms holding you tight, I hope I'm that much fateful..
I wrote it a while ago for someone who is not with me now, but these memories still makes me smile and then leave me heartbroken
Muzaffar Saqib Jul 2020
She has imprisoned the freedom of my love,
No one has right to have me except her,
Many have touched this body of flesh,
No one has touched my soul except her,
I'm in love with the heart she have,
No one has touched mine except her,
I can't sleep without looking at her pictures,
No one gives me that frith except her,
God forbid! I got sufferings in her absence,
No one has right to hold my hands except her,
If someday I need to snug from cold people,
No one has right to hug me except her,
The day I feel troubles in bed,
No one can ****** my hairs except her,
I wish I die with my eyes on her face,
No one can have my head in lap except her,
She is delicate, exquisite and perfect part of my life,
No one will have me except her..
The one I wrote this one isn't with me, but the heart still says it

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