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LOVE'S MEANING                                                       SHE CALLS IT BEAUTY


                                                                                                                  When night overtakes.                                                She calls it beauty
                                                                                                                  Love takes form.                                                     Then she smiles
                                                                                                                  Lover making love to beloved.
                                                                                                                  In a secluded place.                                                 She calls it beauty
                                                                                                                  Out of sight in semi dark place.                                     Oh she dances
                                                                                                                  Clouds float below the moon.
                                                                                                                  Obstructing its light.                                               She calls it beauty
                                                                                                                  When the moon is at its zenith.                                      A kingdom of laughter
                                                                                                                  When the clouds get cleared.
                                                                                                                  The moonshine falls allover.                                         She calls it beauty
                                                                                                                  Lovers come out hand in hand to romanticize.                         Sweet morality
                                                                                                                  In the silence of night.
                                                                                                                  Broken by the voices of some wild being.                             She calls it beauty
                                                                                                                  Fragrance of soft night air floating.                                She likes roses
                                                                                                                  Lovers engrossed in their talks.
                                                                                                                  Glorifying the love.                                                 She calls it beauty
                                                                                                                  In their own thoughts.                                               Her eyes well explained
                                                                                                                  Praising the love.
                                                                                                                  Suddenly beloved says.                                               She calls it beauty
                                                                                                                  "What is your religion?"                                             Her mission to love
                                                                                                                  "Love." replies the lover.
                                                                                                                                                                                       She calls it beauty
                                                                                                                  @Imtiaz Ahmad                                                        Inner desire to love


                                                                                                                                                                                       @Jean C Bertrand







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