Burning Spell
My love is awakening my intuition to give
Me the power to see all the possibilities in front
She wants me to her bosom-knot to live
So in my sheer love I have to pay the brunt
At times eyes commit a sin at times it is heart
At times it is but sweet red lips and at times graces
But if this sin is committed its difficult to depart
Heart being reinvigorated comes up and embraces
Love is love with lot many shades and colors
Only lover understands the intensity of the fire
For others it is conflict in mid which just blurs
Love is a burning spell takes one to the desire
Col Muhammad Khalid Khan
Copyright 2017 Golden Glow
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