Your Lips

Your lips are sweet so,


As a ripened mango,


They are scarlet,


Like the seeds of a pomegranate.


 

When I set my fingertip,


On your lip,


My heart starts beating like a drum,


Out of intense ecstasy I feel numb.


 

The moment I kiss your luscious lips,

 

I know that my life knows no eclipse!

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