February 4, 2014

Your beauty is my prayer

When I see you I run out of words to say
how beautiful you look
God made you exceptionally glamorous
for those who are around you
Your charming face is like a sunshine
in wee hours of morning
Lady, my eyes follow your beauty
in glance of admiration
You are a mark of jealousy for
all those ugly faces
Check the counts for the ones
who watch you secretly somewhere behind
Lucky your guy, for you are in his life
One day he will say I am proud
to call you as my girl
You are susceptible to make him go crazy
Unlike me who is just very lazy

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