Love Iconoclast
Blooming buds from her sweet chest
Take me to trans and make me lost
Her smiling cheeks never leave at rest
My love I am but sheer love iconoclast
Beautiful youth full of juices of her life
Has stimulated me to just any extent
From those moments on I am on knife
My love aspires for in winter in tent
Pleasure is in play and petals are young
Then desert of life blooms with flowers
Love ignites beauty when in union sung
Let me pass through bowers after bowers
Col Muhammad Khalid Khan
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