When you place your hand on my heart
Music of love starts blooming in my body
I place my hand on yours not to depart
I feel the taste of beauty boldly to be free

Let my love understand the real language
Through which a passion travels just in us
This is how beauty and love to make bridge
To reach to the wonderful land of to buss

Heart strings when touched play love tune
Cold winter changes in to hot month of June
When jumps to my lap full moonlit moon
Then I suddenly feel all colors of monsoon

Col Muhammad Khalid Khan
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