Maan – Obsession Poetry II



Clouds crack when you smile
Moving me to a lovely isle,

One glance can cast shivers to run down my spine
Making it feel terribly divine,

Your scandalous lips set in a neat row
Shaped marvelously like a cupid’s bow,

The degree of your hotness increases with anger
Coercing my knees to get weaker,

Let me be a little besotted for a while
Allow my love to flow like the Nile!


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