My beloved you have touched my secret strings of soul
From your intoxicated role it seems that you are my goal
I can just sacrifice my life on your glowing cheeks with mole
I don't want truth in parts I want truth of beauty as a whole

In your natural state of beauty it looks you surpass nature
With your curves and curvature what remains ,remains blur
When you stretch your arms my soul and heart is just to stir
Let me tell you my beloved for my love your beauty is a blower

Let me tell you burning fire can not burn fire but transform
Shape of fire in sheer love and ecstasy to tell and to inform
All the graces all the charms all the styles to help to reform
To be natural is so good but to be in veils increases all charm

Col Muhammad Khalid Khan
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