His Scent
When I catch His Sight
I feel his fragrance and feel so calm
And, in his arms I feel so warm
His wine eyes and his beautiful sight
Alike a sun gives moon,he gives me light
To listen his sweet voice, I covet
For him, over my knees, I bend
In this universe, He is my world
He is in my poetry, in each and every word
I want to die in his feet
But before death, to him, I want to greet
I am just spending this life,
I will live it, with my life
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© 2020 Zanbia Ali
