Your bosom shining more than evening moon light,

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Your bosom shining more than evening moon light,
Eve stars borrows light from your coral breasts,
Control human destiny, crimes and physical plight,
Merry light mountains spring from the pink crest,
You many a sins have done in the name of love,
A false pursuit of false mind in the darkest land,
Finding nothing beating air in quest of kid-glove,
Building ideal cot with words bricks on the sandy,
You are wary but our actions are controlled,
By the modern ethics, not by God but set by men,
But my Sweetie our all actions on earth are sold,
But our thoughts are conjured by money pen,

Your mind is fixed but my thoughts time change,
But your actions O Lady on earth out of range.