Magic and Music moves along with you,
When you walk, the anklets, bangles,
Pulls the heart to admire the beau,
And hear the sweet music of jingles.
Is it the eyes or the small cute nose,
Which is complimenting for your beauty,
As beautiful as the just blossomed rose,
Without my conscious, I become a flirty.
Charming you, never wish to take my eyes away,
Every second with you, most precious moments of life.
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