"You make the life gratified living
Though, I hate being dreaming of being “loving”
I rescue your love the way you damn rescued mine
I need your breath to make everything fine
Your imprints upon the sand
& remarkable footprints ov’r the land
both make you divine even in dusk,
I want to be the speck of golden dust
that kisses the bottom of your feet & tastes the flavours of musk
It’s ‘bout warmed sensations of lust
aroused from heart makin’ me lost to your nirvana love,
Every pose – the gesture you giving to your lovers
is all what making my night uncover...
to love you unconditionally the way nobody has done
So, Come here and take my hand,
I’m pretty sure, I’ll make you every night surprisingly “Numb"".
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