PINKISH
PINKISH
Thou will like it very much
That is pinkish - the color
Of mine, the heart
That is sinless, faultless
Embodiment of Purity
That scents the hands
When crushed:
Thou will scratch down heart
To sweeten you mind
If you happened to love any one
On the earth
Your love blooms in the air
How deep is your Love?
Blood is thicker than water always
Diamond knows not its shine
But others know it
She is a dove among crows
Are you a man enough!
-Ayyan-
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