Left the rememberance ....

That's meant to kiss,
Takes you down the lane,
That strong waves ,
Can rush away through,
Print on glass ware,
Can let the imbiber,
Deep into the musing,
The rhythm lets the dancer go,
In pipe,
Burned feelings,
Can peep for hope,
The rising of sun from west,
Makes the rise grow,
Those stars behind the curtain,
Keeps the capabilty to come off,
It has got all the colors,
To make the life beautiful,
The embaracing moments,
Can be captured to keep hold on,
The hillary and wavy air,
Stopped for while,
The red lip color on lips,
Makes it more attractive,
With the sparking  trust,
And the new born relation.