Nini Baseema:
Once there was a rose...
Nini Baseema:
She wanted to be picked
Nini Baseema:
she looked so very lovely...
Nini Baseema:
such mezmerizing scent it is
Nini Baseema:
a new kind of dance
Nini Baseema:
Hair and blossom entangled
Nini Baseema:
we kissed each other intimitely
Nini Baseema:
- with passion
Nini Baseema:
she surrendered