Our Love

By Qasim Mehmood

She smiles at me with misty eyes 
all around me in heavy breathings.. 
Her shiny scarless beautiful body 
and lovely amazing blue eyes..... 

Slow music..enchanting rythm..song 
so perfect why it feels so wrong..... 
Love less maybe ...but still kisses 
as if the very first time........................ 

time passing...minutes walking.... 
as if a cab and meter running... 
I sold everything to get rid of pain.. 
pain is cure but cure is pain...... 
small moment of time..minutes 
I am beloved for a rented soul.. 
passion is there dancing on floor 
pain in her behind her eyes... 
I went there to sell my soul.... 
she was there to give ;love 
impure ...painful ...insane.... 
our "love" keeps us alive..... 


 
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