A SWEET MIRE ..( A poem )

Cherry on your cheeks
Twin suns of thee eyes..
thoughts that match ur brows height
yes !! looks do kill guys..
make us board a heavely flight
and mind that annihilates us completely so .

i look to thee .. no longer alone i go ..
I drown deeper in this sweet mire..
brightness brighter yet softer than a fire,
deeper i sink..closed eyes.. yet i fly higher..
deeper i fly ...open eyes.. higher i drown..