Summer is ending, But I still feel the warm breeze, It reminds me of home, The divine smell of fresh roses, Even fresh mowed grass, Reminds me of a better time, One that can only be had in the summer, But summer is over, For another year.
To taste the bittersweet nectar of thy lunar lips. Lie me hope, sing to me the song of the helix. Proffer me the chance to breach thy bastion, encompass thee in my love and compassion. Sanction me to be that one whispering love stories in thine ear while bathing in the Aurora Borealis dazzling and clear. You and I, a rickety tent and a love nothing less of heaven sent. In mine heart thou shalt forever remain. My panzer maid grant me...the fall of rain.
She wants me to kiss on her petals of lips For which she is ready to give all the tips This is how beautifully takes me in grips Love has been reinvigorated to take trips
When I embrace her warmth touches soul Love and beauty mingle from pole to pole In ecstasy and passion I just forget my role Heaven dawns on me when she offer whole
Has love witnessed such charm of beauty Where love and beauty are just totally free In a state of trance she surpasses every sea How I state what fortune of love could be
Col Muhammad Khalid Khan Copyright 2016 Golden Glow