You Are My Happiness

Baby it’s not my guess
You are my happiness.

I am sure about it
It’s a talk on the street.

Please don’t pretend to be blind
Please be kind to read my mind.

I know you can do it
From the first time we meet.

by Asif Andalib

Comments (1)

the sins of you relfected in me. Man Man of clay....That is the truth...very thoughtful write...great