Down from foot nail to hair on top. . .
She is a masterpiece of beauty. . .
Her feet sound without ankle chain. . .
A pleasant sound when she takes steps towards me. . .
Her wrist smells better than a wristlet of jasmine. . .
The fragrance of her wet hair leaves behind Petrichor. . .
The shine of stars on the sky may come to measurement. . .
But the scale of her sparkling eyes will remain undiscovered. . .
The moon serves the Globe in parts. . .
But her smile enlightens the universe inside me at once. . .
From Cold Moon to Wolf Moon, From Wolf Moon to Snow Moon . . .
From Drizzling Evening of December to Foggy Night of January to Combo Midnight of February. . .
An every night walk together in Purple Streetlight. . .
Holding hands so softly but with bonding tight. . .
Breathing out cold smoke behaving like a child. . .
Exchanging between Ice-cream after every bite. . .
Hours of stepping together in freezing temperature. . .
Warmth you’ll get more from your Love Knight. . .
In pin drop silence expressions will give million words,
Lips will be quiet but eyes will expose love dynamite. . .
Oh! In all these fantasy moments we spent quality time,
A kiss on your Forehead, I can’t miss O my Sweetest Moonlight . . .