The Song of the Soul

Let me be the first ray that,

Wakes you up in the morning.

Let me be the coolest wind ,

That tickle your mane fondly.

Let me be the finest aroma,

That fills your lovely nose,

Let me be the cutest smile

That adores your exquisite lips,

Let  me be the dimple so cute 

That decorate your tender cheeks 

Let me be the breez in your ears

That wispher sweet nothings

Let me be the layer of pearls

That rest on your beautiful chest

Let me be the mirror that

Reflect your charm so exotic,

Let me be the silver sand

That  pave your way so dearly

Let me be the fragrance so tempting

That encircle your gorgeous body

Let me be that cloud  so white

That your eyes gets studded on

Let me be the glittering star that

Peep at your graceful sleep quietly

Let me extend a rose to you my beloved,

Reject it never its my heart am offering!