Baby hear what the wind says,
It carries my light voiced words,
Listen to it a bit carefully baby.
Listen to really simple words,
It's more than just lovely words,
Baby trust my loving promise.
When you come to me, lover,
Come swinging your waistline,
You're coming to me, smiling.
You shared all your warmth,
Come now ******* tastebuds,
When I call you in my arms.
Then as you fall in my arms,
I envelope you in my embrace,
We will sleep while hugging.
We cling to each other tight,
I hold your sides and pull you,
Then smile as we are asleep.
You are my ice cream cone,
My ice-cream melts in your arms,
Get lost in *our mutual love.
My HP Poem #657
©Atul Kaushal
