ARIMAS I She walks as swiftly as zephyr With Golding eyes and chuckle Her beauteous lips and dimple My words are few can't able To convey her sweetness as apple A cute she was awards by noble My heart aches inside is thrill For pointing thou in love and settle In love I fall but bold and puzzle You round my heart and shine with ample Heart is jail for love with angle But Sam is always in and battle For thinking Teey had fallen in middle To me all skirts fly away chirr! © MR TEEY All rights reserved 22 FEBUARY