Evenings are high on love I fly like an insouciant dove to my beloved's embrace
In the warmth of his enfolded arms My heart is melting like a Snow ball that falls on fire I'm burning in the furnace of despire Loosing myself in his erotic desires Cold zephyr and his delicate touch making me shiver like a petal of rose
Words falling from his lips Like ancient love scripts His perplexing eyes binding my soul in the cobweb of his ardent love His beautiful tender lips alluring me to taste the elixir of paradise With the dimness of night I let myself Drown in the ocean of intimacy #start#wod
What if a kite doesn't want to fly anymore? What if candle doesn't want to burn anymore, What if gold doesn't want to shine anymore? What if things are not anymore what they used to be?
Hopes losing hopes to get out someday, Knowing its gonna collapse yet chosing different way, If you stopped being yourself what you used to be, Will the whole world stop working? People won't chase you, forget you as if you never existed, Except very few who still imagine what you used to be in their mind,
For that little kid kite still flies, For those dark nights candle still burns, For everybody gold still shines
If you wanna exist even if after you go, Be yourself more stronger than you could be, Every little change makes big differences, It depends on you what you leave when you leave, An impression in someone's mind, Or just one another lost existence, undefined.