It's Your
it's your
the smiling is
like the sunflower
at sun-rising radiance
the lips and teeth fetch
the distant heart too near
more than any feelings of mystic
the cheek gracefully invites
like the solid cotton punch
on luscious lips
let your hug come
like the warm cloth
of snowy winter
let the pigeon of minds fly
in the erotic bath on a moonlit night
let the world know that
nothing is big than this love
26.08.2020 Chattogram
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