Charming lady.

Charming is moving,
In a wave,
On the windmill like
rhythm,
Passing through,
the passage,
The waist is reacting,
As if,
Dancing while walking,
By looking at her,
I feel like,
Some arrow has hit,
At my heart,
And felt a spark like,
That came up,
Like dooms day
has come,
I wished for her,
To pass again,
With the same trick,
And beat,
And wished for,
Her action,
To be kept on,
Nonstop...........