Pink Lips And Rosy Cheeks

Your skimpy dress doesn't allure me anymore, 

your beatific smile doesn't penetrate me anymore. 

I have understood that love doesn't mushroom in pink lips and rosy cheeks. 

A true companion

can feel the ache of the heart.

 

A true mind can 

shrewdly share feelings.

Oh! My siren, 

I am sorry, 

your idea of looting me is jejune,

no more I am going to hanker after 

your svelte figure, 

no more I am going to perspire 

for your pink lips and rosy cheeks.