Love is a feeling, an attachment. Something you can not explain.
My love for her is purely divine
Her smile is equal to sun-shine
Her presence makes me fine
One day she will be surely mine
From a distance when she looks
I am sure my eyes she kind-books
My presence she never overlooks
For my heart her eyes are hooks
Her presence gives me great solace
I read Vedas in her lovely face
I eagerly await her kind embrace
For that bliss my heart ever prays
Her eyes show me a route to paradise
Through that I reach her heart-device
Every time her looks pleasantly surprise
Acquiring her will be the best prize
Her tender hands when are noticed
My soul feels immensely pleased
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