She sleeks on silk
as zink claims seed
her fancy dress cleans soil
on dirty face of rootlet
toil bell chest sounds like bracelet
of her knee,her ample smell
like fragrance odours
of what she tells her neighbour
they all warn,among
those who comes along
are cheers and jovials
to wake the hill with trivial
water flows on his bed
to the left right and red
the angry drop jumps and
fall back on his bend band
my love then falls for her
like jingling bell
comes,moves on chocolate stream
passing under bridge journey
my love is opinion of bee honey
kissing butterfly barbique flower
i feel in her productive belly
sweety swell of kids delly