Kiss of muse is like arrow of cupid
It seeks sacrifice from blood to blood
When love behaves like a violent flood
Then beauty presents it more candid

Charms and graces play their role
When cheeks are kissed on thy mole
When love travels from pole to pole
Then soul just also loses its control

Love with beauty makes dance in rain
Pleasure takes over but every pain
What ever is, loss sparkles like gain
Then love takes over beauty as chain

Col Muhammad Khalid Khan
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