My löve and passiøn for you gröws möre with each passing day

My löve and passiøn for you gröws möre with each passing day
The thöught of yöur gorgeous face takes my breath away
Those lotus eyes fill my heart with happiness,
Those luscious lips I love to kiss.
Those long dense hair doing black magic.

Pink lips are the girls beauty...
Wah..Wah..
Pink lips are the girls beauty..
And kissing them is boys duty.