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Lost in Love


I feel the beating of my heart, like that of a drum, Flirting with the ripples of water, my feelings are warm Dancing with the tunes of mocking bird, filled with lostness in love My heart races at the sounds of his footstep, deep down I long for you. Let the world hear of our love, like the Tower of Babel, Dances and merries at the voice of a dearest Sing for me that I may be lost in Oceans Caress me for the world seems to be closing in. Take me to your courtyard, that the stars may tell of our story, Tease me under the shadows of moonlight Cover my lips with kisses, that my sorrow may be gone Do not leave me stranded for love, that I may not starve. I run, for my life is at stake, Young lads after me, not because of my virtues But with you, I find safety and protection Not even the Black Mamba of Africa can dissolve us. The Sun of my heart where art thou? You are the reason I smile every day, your dimples glow in the dark The fairy of my life, whispering to me, always at my side Watches over me as a watchman watches for daybreak. My heart calls for you, your presence leaves me breathless, My craziness about you can draw the heavens You are my air, I can't breathe without you Living without you is same as drowning in the Sea. Every second with you is more fulfilling than millennia without you, The galaxies appreciate your presence, for your love is trustworthy You are my heartbeat, my world shines at the sight of you My ride or die, my blossomed heart, my Supernova. I was devastated and swallowed by thoughts and depression, The Coal mines ruled my heart At the sight of you; at your welcoming, everything turned to Gold The Coals of my life washed away. You made me a believer; your touched changed my being, Every day I seek your face, touch, love, heart I long for your touches, I feel the dark atmosphere Trying to steal my lover into the grave. "My light is gone!" They say, I search and weep with my last breath With a heavy heart, I search for my Heart My heart sinks, I called, but no answer. The nation hears of my cry and goes in search of my Prince, "Promise me, when you find him, tell him I am weak from desire," I say "He is somewhere, weak and fallen Seeking my passion and love, to come alive." "My damsel, most beautiful of heart," He calls out, "Your lips glitter like Beryl, as succulent as plum In my dreams, I feel your touch I was buried, but now risen because of your touch." I cry with joy; deep in my heart, I feel your presence, The dear of my heart returned, I feel the essence At the sight of you, my heart missed a beat Come to my arms beloved, and experience the heat. How handsome you are, my Prince, your eyes glow as an Emerald, Your hand caresses my breasts, hands that pulled down my walls My lust grows into passion, your mouth speak wonderful things My fantasy turns to reality, my breath lost in love. Your body is as excellent as the Golds of Avalor Your cheeks harden at every touch Your feelings glower the gardens, without you I am gone Be lost in me, come to me and drown in me. Your neck smells like lilies, drawing me to taste every part, Your body is my explorer, lost in you, I find discoveries How perfect you are my beloved, you are a tanned Diamond I long for your body, for without it, I cannot live. Your touch stirs the water, ripples running down my spine, At your kisses, the flowers blossom, leaving me breathless Your touch stops the train, leaving me begging for more Your words brings me at your feet, drawing in your body. Lost in love, we spend our lives, Clinging together, time flies Minds as bright as clouds, we explore Down to the fourth Earth, knowing nothing but ourselves For we were lost in love and passion.
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