where aches off the wall and grievances in my soul taste all the sights
From the port at which I deserted who I really am, my sanity is covered with a hide,
Next to my humanity exists what is a melody in disguise; there is a road I can ride,
but with any attempt, the crying face of the sun falls down on me, making me mild,
No guides are present here and there around us, absent is the real sense of side
I am here crawling beside, waiting for my secret love begged to be my would-be bride
And the row and sow has shifted me into such a man in pursuit of what nbms means,
my sparkling secrecy of love chases me to the marvelous hide of heaven and teens
As a man without the knowledge of what is meant by 'first...'; I have got to know,
Swimming into the road of your eyes, this heart is day by day enhancing to grow
All the tints of masterpieces could only be invaluable over your skin and brow
Let my final destiny lie on your way, on your lip, on your lap and in your mornings
Let all the stars become really bright with the essence of your hand and longings
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