Lipstick Lips

Snow was
Comming...
Slowly
Little...little...
Drops...

On the rose
Flower...

Flower was
Very beauty...
On the snow drops...

Yesquesme;
Sun pleace come
After tommrow...OK! !

Rose was romance
To my girl friend;
Rose colour lipstick lips...! ! ! !

poem by Otteri Selvakumar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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