If someone else wants to touch you I can't tolerate But when you bloom in my arms I really celebrate My sweetheart you are my good fortune and not fate My eyes carry your image which is wonderful ,great
My eyes kiss your beauty and my heart starts dance Love and beauty are intoxicated in just real romance My beloved hails from Italy and I hail from France Let be real lovers and try to take chance after chance
My beloved I carry you in my eyes to my sweet dreams In dream you and me together play with all light beams You have taken my heart as a play game to me it seems My soul plaintively cries and my heart in dejection screams
Col Muhammad Khalid Khan Copyright 2016 golden Glow