Peak
Under the shades of darkness The moon and the stars-the only witness; I, the slave of your beauty Ask for your partnership till eternity. I envy the eye-liner That dwells in yours eye’s border. I envy the lip-gloss That kisses yours lips so close. I envy your necklace tied That gives you love bytes. I envy your handkerchief That your fingers play with. I envy your garments That feels like the warmth of your frame. I envy grit That touches your feet. None but I Have the right On the love of mine... Sign in to see full entry.