Pretty Woman <br /> <br />rest your head on my shoulder <br /> <br />you are richer wine <br /> <br />as you grow older! <br /> <br />On my shoulder is a space <br /> <br />that craves much <br /> <br />the spark of happiness <br /> <br />from your loving touch. <br /> <br />Now my shoulders <br /> <br />been imprinted these years <br /> <br />with your joys your tears <br /> <br />there you have not grown older! <br /> <br />Pretty Woman <br /> <br />my shoulders lust your rest <br /> <br />and for as long they can <br /> <br />reap the divine harvest.<br /><br />Pradip Chattopadhyay<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/pretty-woman-13/
