In this winter day, in this winter sunlight
I’m goanna meet you someone, whose eyes are deep & bright …
I always feel an autumn air passing over my head,
When she walks beside me in red…
Even a cold-drink can give you a kick
When you’ll get a look of, mole on her left chick…
Her hairs are denser than any forest
How can I say, that’s the reason of my unrest…
I do not believe in lies
But I tell you, her eyes resemble me the sunrise…
My friend is tall; my friend is like warm in snowfall
That’s why, she is my beautiful doll…
She is not Aisha, She is not Alexa
She is just like dance salsa, meet my sweet friend Alisha...
She walks , she talks
But when she smiles, she simply rocks…
She is innocent, she is naïve
But, she never fears from strive…
She is bit cool, sometimes a big fool
But, no doubt she is having all friendship tool…
She is pleasant, she is kind
But don’t mess with her, She can also go wild…
I met many girls in my life,
But she is someone, who is not rife…
She is not Aisha, She is not Alexa
She is just like dance salsa, meet my sweet friend Alisha...
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