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Sep 2018
Weaving my hand through your hairs,
I wanna hold you and keep you there.
Sole object of your attention,
Every minute,every second you could spare.

Being on top of your priority list,
My commend your every wish.
You and me an us,
Without you I couldn't exist.

So many boundaries keeping us apart,
A wish for a moment,just for a moment.
I could forget about that.

I want to touch your face with my fingertips,
See your eyes up close.
I wanna trace your every feature,
Memorise your cologne.
I wanna mark your skin with my teeth,
Smother you with my lips.
I wanna hold on to your solid arms,
Hear your every hitch in your breath.
I wanna tear down your walls,
Make a home in your heart.
I wanna hold your hand in the street,
Kiss you on the dance floor.
I wanna cherish being in love,
Shout it at the roof top.

My last sight your smile,
My last breath your name.
My last lesson your love,
My last tear on your face.
My last bed your arms,
My last reality your surname.
Gulishta
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Gulishta  28/F
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     Imran Islam, ---, Fawn and Aslam M
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