Don't come in my dreams ,I don't want to pollute Innocence with my touch, fragrance with my kiss From your root to your shoot ,my forbidden fruit My sweetheart my miss you are but eternal bliss
So pure and so chaste even touch may be a crime I love you ,I love you this I repeatedly but repeat You are excellent and sweet, this is your sublime You are so clean an neat as pure white blank sheet
Beauty is, what resides high somewhere on sky It is like North Star Which dictates to destination Forget about the bodies let our souls be free to fly Love is not a commodity my love it is veneration
Col Muhammad Khalid Khan Copyright 2016 Golden Glow