Whenever I drink your beauty
I need not have to drink wine
To sway like meadows.
No need of radiant seven colours
No need of any painting brush
To paint rainbow in blue sky.
The way you gaze me, the way you smile
Create ripples of love Inside my heart
Indeed, your beauty revive life in me.
Intoxicating, Mesmerising, Eloquent Beauty
Really you are, precious gift of Almighty
No doubt, Specially for Me.
Flamboyant hue of your alluring body
Available for me, my love, my life
As sunshine for the whole night.
A gentle soft touch of your tender hands
Enough to evoke flame inside me
Indeed, you are nectar for death.
When burning river of my passion mingles
With blissful red ocean of your love
Lotus sprouts as a spirit of creation.
Composed by Tulsi Shrestha
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