Her ogling pretty eyes
is my
previous birth’s spell
The exhale of her breath
is certainly
my lifespan of this birth
Her thoughtful language
is my bestowed
deep silence in serene
Her soft mellifluous lap
is the
best cradle of mine
Her Eiffel legs walks around
is the
only place I know
Her lovely words of rhymes
is the rhythm that
mends my scattered thoughts of love
Her shiny face of moon
is my only
space and time with no horizons
is my
previous birth’s spell
The exhale of her breath
is certainly
my lifespan of this birth
Her thoughtful language
is my bestowed
deep silence in serene
Her soft mellifluous lap
is the
best cradle of mine
Her Eiffel legs walks around
is the
only place I know
Her lovely words of rhymes
is the rhythm that
mends my scattered thoughts of love
Her shiny face of moon
is my only
space and time with no horizons
